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Published  June,  iqo^ 


PREFACE. 


Th*  preparation  of  a  new  hymn  book  for  the  use  of  our  Baptist  churches  has  been 
long  and  earnestly  urged  upon  this  Society.  So  numerous  and  pressing  had  these  appeals 
become,  that  the  Board  was  no  longer  justified  in  bearing  alone  the  responsibility  of 
inaction,  and  accordingly,  in  1867,  at  the  Anniversaries  in  Chicago,  the  subject  was 
referred  to  the  Society.  The  Society  appointed  a  committee  who  reported  the  following 
resolutions:  — 

1st.  "  That  they  regard  the  publication  of  a  new  hymn  book  for  the  uw  of  oar  churches  desirable 
and  important. 

3d.  "  That  they  deem  the  American  Baptist  Publloation  Society  the  suitable  vehicle  for  giving  the 
denomination  iti  book  *f  sacred  songs." 

The  work  tbus  inaugurated  has  been  steadily  pursued.  It  has  proved  to  be  one  of  no 
common  magnitude,  involving  the  study  of  almost  all  the  hymns  in  the  language.  It  has 
also  involved  extensive  correspondence  with  competent  persons  in  different  parts  of  the 
country,  not  only  as  to  their  judgment  of  particular  hymns,  but  also  to  learn  just  what 
were  deemed  to  be  the  imperfections  of  the  books  in  use,  and  how  these  imperfections 
could  best  be  remedied. 

The  present  volume  is  the  result  of  our  efforts.  In  its  preparation  it  has  been  our  aim 
to  furnish,  not  everything,  but  the  best.  Should  some  favorite  hymn  be  missed,  it  need 
not  be  supposed  to  have  escaped  our  attention;  out  of  many  thousand  hymns,  one 
t  housand  only  were  to  be  chosen.  Some  hymns,  endeared  by  sacred  associations  and  that 
are  would  gladly  have  retained,  had  necessarily  to  be  omitted 

In  the  preparation  of  this  book,  we  have  constantly  remembered  that  it  is  to  be  used 
by  those  who  are  born  of  God.  The  ideal  of  the  se:  -ice  of  Christian  song  is  declared  in 
the  words  of  the  Apostle  Paul,  "  I  will  sing  with  the  spirit,  and  I  will  sing  with  the 
understanding  also."  Hymns  which  express  those  emotions  that  are  the  fruit*  of  the 
Spirit  have  been  specially  sought,  and  those  which  utter  merely  natural  feelings  or 
human  sentimentalism  have  been,  as  far  as  possible,  rejected.  We  have  aimed  to  make  a 
book  which  shall  be  emphatically  a  book  of  praise,  embodying  the  warm  outgushings  of 
Christian  emotion,  — of  penitence,  faith,  hope,  love,  joy,  peace,  and  holy  aspiration,  — a 
hook  which  shall  be  full  of  Him  whom  God  hath  highly  exalted,  giving  him  a  name, 
which  is  above  every  name;  that  at  the  name  of  Jesus  every  knee  should  bow,  and  that 
every  tongue  should  confess  that  Jesus  Christ  i6  Lord,  to  the  glory  of  God  the  Father. 

May  he  who  inhabits  the  praises  of  Israel  accept  from  his  redeemed  people  these 
offerings  of  grateful  and  adoring  love. 


TABLE   OF  CONTENTS. 


WORSHIP.  HYMN. 

Ik  General 1—39 

Lord's  Day 40—66 

Sanctuary 57— At 

Morning 86—92 

Evening 93— 99 

<J0D. 

Perfections 100—143 

Creating 144—147 

Governing 148—165 

Redeeming 166—172 

THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST 173—184 

Born 185-196 

Living 197-215 

Dying 216-241 

Rising 242-257 

Ascending 258—262 

Interceding 263—270 

Reigning 271—286 

THE  HOLT  SPIRIT 287-305 

THE  TRINITY - 306-314 

MAN. 

Lost 315 — 322 

Warned  and  Entreated 323—348 

Convicted  of  Sim 349—363 

Invited  to  Christ 364—389 

Coming  to  Christ 390—409 

Trvsting  in  Christ 410—461 

Loving  Christ 462—487 

Happy  in  Christ 488— 528 

Praising  Christ 522— VA 

Consecrated  to  Christ 667—371 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


Communing  with  Christ 577—595 

aspiring  after  conformity  to  christ 596—636 

Loving  Others  for  Christ's  Sake '. 637—654 

Finding  Refuge  in  Christ  from  Sorrow 655— 683 

Acquiescing  in  Christ's  Will 684—604 

Working  tor  Christ 695—702 

Warring  for  Christ... 703—720 

THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURE 721-T36 

THE  CHURCH. 

Founded  and  Preserved 736—751 

ORDINANCES. 

Baptism 752—774 

Communion 779—799 

OFFICERS. 

Ministers 800—809 

Deacons 810—811 

WORK. 

Revivals 814—842 

Sunday-schools 843—859 

Opening  Houses  of  Worship 860—869 

Missions ! 870—889 

OUR  COUNTRY 890-893 

Fast 894-897 

Thanksgiving 898—903 

TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

Old  and  New  Year 504—911 

Meeting  and  Parting 912—915 

Mortality  of  Man 916—928 

Death 929—939 

Burial 940— 9.r>i 

Resurrection 952—957 

Judgment 938—4)6$ 

Heaven 966— 98* 

Prayer  for  Christ's  Coming 9g9_looo 

DOXOLOGIES 

CHANTS 189—203 


Note. — The  figures  at  the  right  of  the  hymn  refer  to  the  page  in  th« 
Baptist  Hymn  and  Tune  Book  on  which  the  Hymn  will  be  f0und. 


THE 


Baptist  Hymn  Book 


WORSHIP. 


1  L.  M.  , 

Universal  Praise. 
Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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2  C.  M. 

Let  us  draw  near. 

1  Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 

Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Come,  let  us  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord : 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 

Nor  double  flaming  sword. 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 

4  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high ; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
Who  lays  his  anger  by. 

3  L.  M.  9 

Joyful  Worship. 

1  Ye  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King; 

Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice; 

With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give : 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pasture  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind, 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure; 

And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 

His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 


i  L.  M. 

The  King  of  Glory. 

1  Oh,  hallowed  is  the  land  and  blessed. 
Where  Christ,  the  Ruler,  is  confessed! 
Oh,  happy  hearts  and  happy  homes. 
To  whom  the  great  Redeemer  comes ! 

2  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates, 
Behold,  the  King  of  glory  waits! 
The  King  of  kings  is  drawing  near; 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  is  here. 

3  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heart : 
Make  it  a  temple  set  apart 

From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ. 
Adorned  with  prayer  and  love  and  joy. 

4  Redeemer,  come !  I  open  wide 

My  soul  to  thee;  here,  Lord,  abide! 
Thankful  and  glad  my  song  I  raise, 
And  give  to  thee  a  life  of  praise. 

5  L.  M.  9 

Be/ore  Jehovah's  awful  Throne. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy: 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid. 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  j 
And  wheu.  like  wand'ring  sheep,  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care. 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 

Shall  fill  thy  court*  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love: 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 


WORSHIP 


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God  praised  in  the  Congregation. 

1  Oh.  praise  ye  the  Lord!  prepare  your  glad  voice, 

His  praise  in  the  great  assembly  to  sing : 
In  their  great  Creator  let  all  meu  rejoice. 
And  heirs  of  salvation  be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name  devoutly  adore. 

In  loud-swelling  strains  his  praises  express, 
Who  graciously  opens  his  bountiful  store, 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and  his  children  to  bless. 
S  With  glory  adorned,  his  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence  and  plenty  supplies  j 
Their  loud  acclamations  to  him,  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded  and  reach  to 
the  skits. 

7  C.  M. 

Praise  God,  all  ye  his  Servants. 

1  Praise  God,  ye  gladdening  smiles  of  morn ; 

Praise  him,  O  silent  night; 
Tell  forth  his  glory  all  the  earth; 
Praise  him,  ye  stars  of  light, 

2  Praise  him,  ye  stormy  winds,  that  rise 

Obedient  to  his  word; 
Mountains  and  hills  and  fruitful  trees. 
Join  ye  and  praise  the  Lord. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  heavenly  hosts,  for  ye 

With  purer  lips  can  sing: 
Glory  and  honor,  praise  and  power, 
To  him,  the  eternal  King. 

4  Praise  him,  ye  saints,  who  here  rejoice 

To  do  his  heavenly  will; 
The  incense  of  w  hose  prayers  ascends 
Upon  his  altar  still. 

5  Praise  him,  all  works  of  hia  that  own 

His  Spirit's  blest  control. 
0  Lord  my  God,  how  great  art  thou ! 
Bless  thou  the  Lord,  my  soul  1 

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The  Greatness  of  God. 

1  The  Lord  is  great !  ye  hosts  of  heaven  adore  hini ; 

And  ye.  who  tread  this  earthly  ball. 
In  holy  songs  rejoice  aloud  before  him. 
And  shout  his  praise,  who  made  you  all. 

2  The  Lord  is  great!  his  majesty,  how  glorious  I 

Resound  his  praise  from  shore  to  shore; 
O'er  sin  and  death  and  hell,  now  made  victorious. 
He  rules  and  reigns  for  evermore. 

3  The  Lord  is  great !  his  mercy,  how  abounding ! 

Ye  angels,  strike  your  golden  chords;         [iug. 
Oh,  praise  our  God,  with  voice  and  harp  resound- 
Tb«  King  of  iin«s,  and  Lord  of  lords  I 

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Praise  from  all  Creatures. 
1  Praise  the  Lord ;  ye  heavens,  adore  him ;  I 
Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 


2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken. 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation; 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 


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Salvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim; 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name 
The  name  all-victorious  of  Jesus  extol; 
His  kiugdom  is  glorious,  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh,  his  presence  we  have; 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne, 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son ; 
The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right, 
All  glory  and  power  and  wisdom  and  might. 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  for  infinite  love. 


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H.  M. 

Universal  Praise. 


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1  Let  every  creature  join 

To  bless  Jehovah's  name, 
And  every  power  unite 

To  swell  th'  exalted  theme ; 
Let  nature  raise,        I     A  general  song 
From  every  tongue,  |     Of  grateful  prai6e. 

2  But  oh.  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  flow, 
And  every  thankful  heart 

With  warm  devotion  glow ; 
Your  voices  raise        I     Above  the  rest 
Ye  highly  blest;  |     Declare  his  praise.- 

3  Assist  me,  graciouB  God; 

My  heart,  my  voice,  inspire; 
Then  shall  I  humbly  join 

The  universal  choir; 
Thy  grace  can  raise,  I     And  tune  my  son^ 
My  heart  and  tongue,  |     To  lively  praise. 


GENERAL  WORSHIP. 


12  L.  M.  10 

The  Creation  hiviled  to  praiee  God. 
1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator'6  praise  arise: 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

i  Eternal  are  thy  mercies.  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word: 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  short, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


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L.  M. 


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God  praised  by  all. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord— let  praise  employ, 
In  his  own  courts  your  songs  of  joy; 
The  spacious  firmament  around 
Shall  echo  back  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Recount  his  works  in  strains  divine, 
His  wondrous  works,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
Praise  him  for  all  his  mighty  deeds, 
Whose  greatness  all  your  praise  exceeds. 

3  Let  all  whom  life  and  breath  inspire 
Attend,  and  join  the  blissful  choir; 
But  chiefly,  ye  who  know  his  word, 
Adore  and  love  and  praise  the  Lord! 


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S.  M. 


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Bless  the  Lord  forever  and  ever. 

1  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high. 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify? 

3  Oh,  for  the  living  flame 

1  rom  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 

With  all  our  ransomed  powers, 
a  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name. 

Henceforth,  for  evermore ! 


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H.  M. 


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All  should  join  in  Praise. 
1  Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven  and  earth  aDd  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise: 
Ye  holy  throng  I  In  worlds  of  light, 

Of  angels  bright,       1  Begin  the  song. 


2  Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays, 

And  moon  that  rul'st  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light : 
His  power  declare,     I  And  clouds  that  fly, 
Ye  floods  on  high,      |  In  empty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 

In  glorious  order  stand; 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 

By  his  supreme  command: 
He  spake  the  word,    I  From  nothing  came 
And  all  their  frame    |  To  praise  the  Lord ! 

4  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love: 
While  earth  and  sky  I  His  saints  shall  raise, 
Attempt  his  praise,    |  His  honors  high. 


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16  lis  &  8s. 

God  praised  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth ; 

Oh,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth ; 
With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  Jehovah  is  God.  and  Jehovah  alone, 

Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all; 
And  we  are  his  people;  his  sceptre  we  own ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

3  Oh.  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song, 

Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim ; 
His  praise  In  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 

And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand; 
His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 


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The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Our  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thv  name. 
May  thy  kingdom  holy  on  earth  he  the  same. 
Oh,  give  to  us  daily  our  portion  of  bread: 

It  is  from  thy  bounty  that  all  must  be  fed. 

2  Forgive  our  transgressions,  and  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion  which  pardons  each  foe ; 
Keep  us  from  temptation,  from  evil  and  sin, 
And  thine  be  the  glory  forever  I    Ameu  ! 


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C.  M. 


The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name: 
Thy  kingdom  come;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 


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WORSHIP. 


3  Into  temptation  lead  ub  not; 
From  evil  set  us  free; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power 
And  glory,  over  he. 


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L.  M. 


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Universal  Praite. 
1  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

From  distant  worlds,  where  creatures  dwell; 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

3  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  he  known ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise. 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

3  Jehovah !— His  a  glorious  word ; 

0*  may  It  dwell  in  every  tongue; 
But  saints.who  best  have  known  the  Lord. 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

4  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  the  Lord. 

20  L.  M.  9 

Praise  to  the  great  Jehovah. 

1  Bo  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

2  0  God,  my  heart  is  fixed ;  'tis  bent 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  present; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice  I'll  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

3  Thy  praises,  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round; 
Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

4  Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky. 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed. 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 


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4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  tind  thee  to  fail ; 

Thy  mercies  how  tender  I  how  firm  to  the  end  ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend. 

5  Father  Almighty,  how  faithful  thy  lore  ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  thee  above, 

The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 


!  S.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  6ing; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  Come,  worship  at  his  throne; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ■ 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

3  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice. 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 


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21 


10s  &  lis. 

God  glorious. 


1  Oh,  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above. 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love, 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days. 
Pavilioned  In  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

8  Oh,  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy,  space: 
His  chariots  ofwrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  ou  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

t  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  T 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 
It  streams  from  thehills.it  descend*  to  thp  plain. 
And  Bweetly  distil*  in  the  dew  aud  the  rain. 


Praise  and  holy  Fear. 

1  Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise : 
God  is  a  sovereign  King :  rehearse' 
His  honor  in  exalted  verse. 

2  Come,  let  us  turn,  with  holy  fear, 
To  him  who  now  invites  us  near; 
Accepted  the  offered  grace  to-day,' 
Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

3  Come,  seize  the  promise  while  itwahto, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promised  rest; 
Ob«y,  and  be  forever  blest. 

24  H.  M. 

Earth's  Response  to  Heaven. 

1  Shall  hymns  of  grateful  love 

Through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 
And  all  the  hosts  above 

Their  songs  of  triumph  sing? 
And  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  again? 

2  Shall  they  adore  the  Lord, 

Who  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
And  all  the  love  record 

That  led  them  home  to  God  ? 
Aim!  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  again  ? 

3  Oh.  spread  the  joyful  sound ! 

The  Saviour's  love  proclaim; 
And  publish  all  around 

Salvation  through  his  name: 
Till  all  the  world  take  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  again. 


GENERAL    WORSHIP. 


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25 


L.  M. 


Grateful  Worship. 

1  Praise,  Lord,  for  thee  in  Zion  waits; 
Pray  >r  shall  besiege  thy  temple  gates ; 
All  flesh  shall  to  thy  throne  repair, 
And  find  through  Christ  salvation  there. 

2  How  blest  thy  saints !  how  safely  led ! 
How  surely  kept!  how  richly  fed! 
Saviour  of  all  in  earth  and  sea, 

How  happy  they  who  rest  in  thee. 

3  The  year  is  with  thy  goodness  crowned : 
Thy  clouds  drop  wealth  the  world  around ; 
Through  thee  the  deserts  laugh  and  sing, 
And  nature  smiles  and  owns  her  King. 

4  Lord,  on  our  souls  thy  Spirit  ponr; 
The  moral  waste  within  restore; 
Oh,  let  thy  love  our  spring-tide  be, 
And  make  us  all  bear  fruit  to  thee. 


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7s. 

Praise  the  Lord. 


1  Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show, 
Saints  within  his  courts  below, 
Angels  round  his  courts  above, 
All  that  see  and  share  his  love ! 

2  Earth  to  heaven,  and  heaven  to  earth, 
Tell  his  wonders,  sing  his  worth; 
Age  to  age,  and  shore  to  shore, 
Praise  him,  prai6e  him,  evermore ! 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  his  mercies  trace; 
Praise  his  providence  and  grace, — 
All  that  he  for  man  hath  done, 
All  he  sends  us  through  his  Son. 

4  Strings  and  voices,  hands  and  hearts, 
In  the  service  bear  your  parts: 

All  that  breathe,  your  Lord  adore: 
Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore ! 


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7s. 

Songs  of  Praise. 


1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn. 
When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

4  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy. 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 


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S.  M. 

Bless  the  Lord. 


1  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits: 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait: 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath 
He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

6  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 
Upholds  thee  with  his  truth; 
Then,  like  the  eagle,  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole ; 
Whose  loving  kindness  crowns  thy  days . 
Oh,  bless  the  Lord  my  soul ! 


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C.  M. 

Habitual  Devotion 


1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  ray  vain  wishes  stilled ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
3Iy  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 


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30 


L.  M. 


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Prayer  of  the  Heart  and  Lips. 
1  0  blessed  God,  to  thee  I  raise 
My  voice  in  thankful  hymns  of  praise ; 
And  when  my  voice  shall  silent  be, 
My  silence  shall  be  praise  to  thee. 

*  For  voice  and  silence  both  impart 
The  filial  homage  of  my  heart; 
And  both  alike  are  understood 
By  thee,  thou  Parent  of  all  good, 

3  Whose  grace  is  all  unsearchable. 
Whose  care  for  me  no  tongue  can  tell. 
Who  loves  my  loudest  praise  to  hear. 
And  loves  to  bless  my  voiceless  prayer. 


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L.  P.  M. 


31 


S.  M. 


Godly  Resolutions. 
1  Let  sinners  take  their  course. 
And  choose  the  road  to  death; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

My  thoughts  address  his  throne. 

When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 

And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

0  my  eternal  God, 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 

Beneath  thy  holy  rod. 

4  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

r>  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 


Praise  at  all  Times. 

1  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath , 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  pact, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  How  blest  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God !    He  made  the  sky 

And  earth  and  seas  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


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8s  &  7s. 


God  of  our  Salvation. 

1  Praise  to  thee  thou  great  Creator: 

Praise  be  thine  from  every  tongue; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  Father,  source  of  all  compassion. 

Free,  unbounded  grace  is  thine ; 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation; 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise; 

There,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


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L.  M. 


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Praise  Promised. 

1  My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of/duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  boundless  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise. 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  tbeir  tongue. 


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C.  M. 

Praise  and  Holy  Fear. 


1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name. 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalmR  of  honor  sing ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore ; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face ; 
Oh.  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

4  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear 
"Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 


LORD'S  DAY. 


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God's  Glory  praised. 
1  Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise: 
But  oh,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  i 
What  verse  can  reach  the  lofty  theme? 

3  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Almighty  power,  with  wisdom,  shines; 
His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  my  tongue 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 


37 


L.  M. 


Praise  to  God  for  his  Blessings. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  my  heart  shall  join 
In  works  so  pleasant,  so  divine ; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God:  he  made  the  sky 

And  earth  and  seas  with  all  their  train; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 

He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

4  He  loves  the  saints ;  he  knows  them  well ; 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  God,  0  Zion,  ever  reigns; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

38  7s. 

God's  Holiness  praised. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ! 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  Goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 

4  Then  with  angel-harps  again 
We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain-, 
There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

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Happiness  in  Worship. 

1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vaiu  world,  bejone  ; 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone; 

Fain  would  my  eyes,  my  Saviour  see ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  Oh,  warm  my  heart  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire; 
Come,  sacred  Spirit  from  above, 
And  nil  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare ! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are  1 
Ne'er  did  the  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel.  all  divine! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 
Thy  glorious  name  shall  be  adored, 
And  every  tongue  confess  thee  Lord. 


LORD'S  DAY. 
40  C.  M.  as 

The  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek. 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn, 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rajs  of  light ! 

3  Sweet  day !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease ; 

Yet  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 


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CM. 


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Praise  for  the  Lords  Day. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  refulgent  day. 

2  Oh,  what  a  night  was  that  which  wTapt 

A  guilty  world  in  gloom  ! 
Oh,  what  a  Sun  which  broke  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  happy  morn. 
Which  seatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 


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WORSHIP. 


42 


L.  M. 


The  Day  of  Rett. 
1  Another  six  days1  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  hath  blest. 

2«  Oh,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 
Aud  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  A  heavenly  calm  pervades  the  breast, 
The  earnest  of  that  glorious  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new; 
With  praise,  we  think  on  mercies  past ; 
With  nope,  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

*  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day 
In  holy  pleasures  pas9  away ; 
Row  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end! 


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20 


H»w  to  spend  the  Day. 
1  Again  returns  the  4ay  of  holy  rest. 
Which,  when  he  made  the  world.  Jehovah  bleat, 
When,  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors  cause, 
And  all  be  piety,  and  all  be  peace. 

1  Let  ui  devote  this  consecrated  day 
To  learn  his  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey ; 
So  shall  he  hear,  when  fervently  we  raise 
Our  supplications  and  our  song's  of  praise. 

3  Father  or  heaven,  In  whom  our  hopes  confide. 
Whose  power  defends  us,  and  whose   precepts 

guide, 
In  life  our  Guardian,  and  In  death  our  Friend. 
Glory  supreme  be  thine  till  life  shall  end. 

44  L.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 

The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day  j 

My  thoughts,  0  God,  ascend  to  thee. 

While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone. 

Nor  would  receive  another  guest: 
Eternal  King,  erect  thy  throne. 
And  reign  sole  monarch  in  my  breast. 

3  Oh.  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire, 
One  sinful  thought,  through  all  the  day. 

4  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 

My  soul  snail  rise  on  joyful  wing. 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 
And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 


45 


H.  M. 


21 


Praise  for  the  tacred  Day. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  awake. 

And  hail  the  sacred  day; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 

Your  joyful  homage  pay ; 
Come  bless  the  day  that  God  hath  blest, 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 

The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes; 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 
And  reaps  the  fruit  of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  1 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings ; 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings : 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 


46  S.  M. 

Welcome,  sweet  Day  of  Rest. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  1 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day: 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here. 
And  love  and  praise  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit,  and  6ing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

47  H.  M. 

Hail  to  the  Day  of  Rest. 


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1  Welcome,  delightful  morn; 

Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest, 
I  hail  thy  kind  return ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest : 
From  low  desires        I  I  soar  to  reach 
And  fleeting  toys,        I  Immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre.  Lord,  extend. 

While  saints  address  thy  face : 
Let  sinners  feel  I  And  learn  to  know 

Thy  quickening  word,  I  And  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  the  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul     I  Nor  Sabbaths  be 
New  life  obtain,  |  Enjoyed  in  vain. 


LORD'S    DAY. 


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48 


S.  M. 


The  Sabbath  Welcome 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day ! 

The  day  divinely  given. 
When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  sacred  hour, 

Within  thy  courts  we  bend, 
And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  But  thou  art  not  alone 

In  cdurts  by  mortals  trod ; 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 

Of  yon  unmeasured  sky ; 
Thy  Sabbath,  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

i  Lord,  may  that  holier  day 

Dawn  on  thy  servant's  sight ; 

And  purer  worship  may  we  pay 

In  heaven's  unclouded  light. 


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Joy  on  the  Lords  Day, 
1  Hall:  happy  day  I  thou  day  of  holy  rest  I 
What   heavenly    peace  and   transport    fill  the 

breast, 
When  Chriit,  the  God  of  grace,  in  lore  descends. 
And  kindly  holds  communion  with  his  friends  ! 

J  Let  earth  and  all  its  vanities  be  gone. 
Move  from  my  sight,  and  leave  my  soul  alone  ; 
Its  liatterlng,  fading  glories  I  despise, 
And  to  immortal  beauties  turn  my  eyes. 

S  Paia  would  I  mount  and  penetrate  the  skies, 
And  on  my  Saviour's  glories  fix  my  eyes; 
Oh  I  meet  my  rising  soul,  thou  God  c't  love, 
And  waft  it  to  the  blissful  realms  above  1 


50 


L.  M. 


16 


Offerings  of  the  Heart. 

1  When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 

Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
What  rites,  what  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  sovereign  name  abroad? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires 

Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise. 
And  gems  and  gold  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man!  creation's  Lord 

Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare ; 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

4  Oh,  grant  us,  in  thts  solemn  hour, 

From  earth  and  sin's  allurements  fre.-, 
To  feel  thy  love,  to  own  thy  power, 
Aad  raise  each  raptured  thought  to  ta.ee  1 


51 


C.  M. 


The  Resurrection  Day. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made : 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own : 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son : 
Help  us,  0  Lord !  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise: 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns. 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 


52 


P.  M. 

The  Lord't  Day. 

1  0  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 
0  day  of  joy  and  light, 
0  balm  of  care  and  sadness. 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright ! 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Through  ages  joined  in  tune. 
Sing,  Holy,  holy,  holy, 
God  Trh 


To  the  great  l 


Triune. 


2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth ; 
On  thee,  for  our  salvation, 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth ; 
On  thee,  our  Lord  victorious, 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven ; 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious, 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  To-day  on  weary  nations, 

The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls; 
Where  gospel-light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 


53  C.  M. 

Love  of  Lord's  Day  Services. 

1  How  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day, 
The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
To  cast  our  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  think  of  God  and  heaven ! 


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2  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray  I  £g 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven ! 
With  filial  confidence  to  say, 
"  Father,  who  art  in  heaven !  " 

3  How  sweet  the  words  of  peace  to  hear 

From  him  to  whom  'tis  given 
To  wake  the  penitential  tear, 
And  lead  the  way  to  heaven ! 

4  And  if,  to  make  our  sins  depart, 

In  vain  the  will  has  striven, 
He  who  regards  the  inmost  heart 
Will  send  his  grace  from  heaven. 

5  Then  hail,  thou  sacred,  blessed  day, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven. 
When  hearts  unite  their  vows  to  pay 
Of  gratitude  to  heaven ! 


L.  M. 


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7s. 


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Sabbath  Evening. 

1  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  lades; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose, 

At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God,— 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

5  Saviour !  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  joy  and  peace  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

C.    M.  S8 

The  World  banished. 

1  0  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear 

May  cloud  to-morrow's  way. 
Nor  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here  ; 
All  shall  be  thine  to-day. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine; 
But  each  unholy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  the  temple  thine. 

3  Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

4  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control; 
Ye  shall  not  desecrate,  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 


Aspirations  for  the  eternal  Rest. 

1  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire. 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death;  shall  reach  the  place; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  angry  foes ; 
No  cares,  to  break  the  long  repose; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

j  4  0  long  expected  day,  begin ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  pain  and  sin : 
With  joy  we'll  tread  th'  appointed  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 


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Lord's  Day  Worship. 
Safely  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 


2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face,— 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free. 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise, 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  rest. 


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C.  M. 


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Anticipating  Worship. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye ; 

2  (Tp  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints. 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaiuts. 


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3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand : 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness, 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

59  L.  M.  89 

Joy  in  Worship. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word : 
Thy  works  of  grace.how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die ; 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 
Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Then  shall  I  see  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


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60 


CM. 


Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spir  t  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move. 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
Aa  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  day, 

Til  bless  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 


H.  M. 


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Longing  for  God. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 

How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode  I    With  warm  desires 

My  heart  aspires,        |    To  see  my  God. 

2  Oh,  happy  souls,  who  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
Oh,  happy  men,  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  thee  still;  I    Who  love  the  way 
And  happy  they  |    To  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 
Oh,  glorious  seat,         I    Shall  thither  bring 
When  God,  our  King,  |    Our  willing  feet. 


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CM. 


81 


Prayer  for  the  Sanctuary. 

1  With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  God  has  called  his  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair  I 

Where  willing  votaries  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  oh,  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below ! 

Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 

With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found  ; 

L«t  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

5  Great  God.  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 


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84 


A  Bleating  requetted. 

1  Saviour,  bless  thy  word  to  all ; 

Quick  and  powerful  let  it  prove ; 
Oh,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call ; 
Let  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless; 

Follow  it  with  power  divine ; 
Give  the  gospel  great  success: 
Thine  the  work,  the  glory  thine. 

3  Saviour,  bid  the  world  rejoice; 

Send,  oh,  send  thy  truth  abroad: 
Let  the  nations  hour  thy  voice, 
Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 


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WORSHIP. 


64 


C.  M. 


Delight  in  the  House  of  God. 

1  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day ! " 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace. 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair: 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints, 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 

Be  her  attendants  blessed. 
My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains; 
Here  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dw< 

Here  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 


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Joy  of  the  Sanctuary. 


1  Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 

The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs. 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  0  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  — he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield,  — he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaidts  ot  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  ATI  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory,  too. 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey. 
Display  thy  grace,  exert  thy  power, 
Till  all  on  earth  thy  name  adore. 


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S.  P.  M. 


Love  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 

To  hear  the  people  cry, 
"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day ! ' 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill. 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 


2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

4  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house ! " 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell ; 

And,  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

67  S.  M. 

Pleasures  of  Spiritual  Worship. 

1  How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  praises  join, 
With  saints  his  goodness  to  record. 
And  sing  his  power  divine  I 

2  These  seasons  of  delight 

The  dawn  of  glory  seem. 
Like  rays  of  pure,  celestial  light, 
Which  on  our  spirits  beam. 

3  Thus  may  our  joys  increase, 

Our  love  more  ardent  grow, 
While  rich  supplies  of  Jesus'  grace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 

4  But,  oh,  the  bliss  sublime, 

When  joy  shall  be  complete, 
In  that  unclouded,  glorious  clime, 
Where  all  thy  servants  meet. 


68 


L.M. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 


1  Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires. 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  re6t. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  hhnself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  heai. 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh. 
And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour,  — for  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given. 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 


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S.  M. 


Enjoyment  in  Worship 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord, 

Thy  glorious  name. to  sing, 
To  praise  and  pray,  to  hear  thy  word 
And  grateful  offerings  bring 

2  Sweet  at  the  dawning  light. 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell, 
And,  when  approach  the  shades  of  night, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet,  on  this  day  o.  rest, 

To  join,  in  heart  and  voice, 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 


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L.  M. 


82 


Worshipping  God  in  his  Temple. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

0  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  tn'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode ; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God ; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  strength  ;  and,  through  the  road, 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

4  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length : 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 


71 


7s. 


The  Courts  of  tha  Lord. 

1  Lord  of  hosts,  how  bright,  how  fair, 
E'en  on  earth  thy  temples  are ! 
Here  thy  waiting  people  see 
Much  of  heaven  and  much  of  thee. 

2  From  thy  gracious  presence  flows 
Bliss  that  softens  all  our  woes; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holy  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  desire. 

3  Here  we  supplicate  thy  throne. 
Here  thou  mak'st  thy  glories  known; 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Taste  thy  love,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

4  Thus,  with  sacred  songs  of  joy, 
We  our  happy  lives  employ  ; 
Loye,  and  long  to  love  thee  more, 
Till  from  earth  to  heaven  we  soar. 


12  S.   M. 

Attractions  of  God's  House. 
2  How  charming  is  the  plate 
Where  my  Redeemer,  God, 
Unveils  the  beauty  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


'47 


73 


C.  M. 


"Increase  our  Faith." 

1  Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns 

To  shed  its  quickening  beams; 
And  yet,  how  slow  devotion  burns; 
How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Increase,  0  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

3  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air. 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

4  There  shall  we  join,  and  never  tire, 

To  sing  immortal  lays; 
And  with  the  bright,  seraphic  choir, 
Sound  forth  Immanuel's  praise. 

H  C.   M.  88 

CJtrisfs  Presence  Desired. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear, 

Thy  presence  now  display ; 
We  bow  within  thy  house  of  prayer; 
Oh !  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  The  clouds  which  vail  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove ; 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hopes  to  raise ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  on  high. 
To  aid  our  feeble  praise. 


20 


WORSHIP. 


75  7s. 

Give  us  thy  Blessing. 

1  To  thy  temple  we  repair,— 
Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there, 
When  within  the  vail  we  meet 
l'hee  upon  the  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips,  inspire  our  tongue; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 

3  While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend; 
Hear  us,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

4  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 
Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn ; 
That  at  evening  we  may  say,— 
"  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day.' 

76  C.  M.  a 

Delight  in  Worship. 

1  I  love  to  see  the  Lord  below; 

His  church  displays  his  grace; 
But  upper  worlds  his  glory  know, 
And  view  him  face  to  face. 

2  I  love  to  meet  him  in  his  court, 

And  taste  his  heavenly  love; 
But  still  his  visits  seem  too  short, 
tOr  I  too  soon  remove. 

3  0  Lord,  I  love  thy  service  now; 

Thy  church  displays  thy  power; 
But  soon  in  heaven  I  hope  to  bow, 
And  praise  thee  evermore. 

77  L.  M. 

Christ  ever  present  in  his  Churches. 

1  Jesus  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Dost  dwell  within  the  humble  mind; 
Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 


2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend; 

F.ll  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way 
Now  we  seek  thee ;  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go. 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up: 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind; 
Heal  the  eick ;  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


79 


S.  M. 

The  Lord  revealed. 


1  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee, 

Thy  promised  presence  claim ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  wilt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove ; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

3  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  quickening  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 
In  hope  of  perfect  love. 


78 


7s. 


A  Blessing  humbly  requested, 
1  Lord,  we  come  before  the  now ; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 
Oh.  do  not  our  suit  disdain ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain' 


80  C.  M.  88 

God  resorted  to  in  Trouble. 

1  The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation,  too; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  d<  sires. 

Oh,  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  mv  soul  abide. 


MORNING. 


21 


81 


5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  foes  around ; 
And  sougs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

8s,  7s,  &  4.  „, 

Prayer  /or  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-trausforming  Spirit, 

Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit; 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ; 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  Oh,  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

Which  thy  word  's  designed  to  give ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing. 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive, 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 

82  L.  M.  85 

After  Sermon. 

1  Almighty  Father,  bless  the  word, 
Which  through  thy  grace  we  now  have  heard  ; 
Oh,  may  the  precious  seed  take  root, 
Spring  up,  and  bear  abundant  fruit. 

2  We  praise  thee  for  the  means  of  grace, 
Thus  in  thy  courts  to  seek  thy  face; 
Grant,  Lord,  that  we  who  worship  here, 
May  all,  at  length,  in  heaven  appear. 

83  L.  M. 

The  Indwelling  of  God  desired. 

1  Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 

By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast; 

Then  shall  we  know  and  taste  and  feel 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength,  I 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess. 
And  le.irn  the  height  and  breadth  and  length 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  thnn  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 
By  all  the  church.through  Christ.his  Son 


3  Then,  whene'er  the  signal  's  given 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away. 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven,— 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey,— 

May  wo  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  Jay. 


85 


L.  M. 


17 


Dismission. 

1  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord; 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 

All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release. 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 




86 


MORNING 

L.  M. 


Si 


3,  7s,  &  4. 

Distnission. 


80 


1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace: 

Oh,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 
4  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 


A  Morning  Invocation. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept. 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept . 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

3  Lord,  I  to  thee  my  vows  renew ; 
Dispel  my  sins  as  morning  dew: 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  I  design  or  do  or  say. 

That  all  my  powers,  with  true  delight, 
Ih  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


87 


L.  M. 


Tlie  Morning  Hymn. 

1  God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice, 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies, 

2  Oh,  like  the  sun  may  T  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 
March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide. 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  Miss: 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  heside 
Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 


22 


TTORBHIP. 


88 


L.  M.  6l. 


86 

Looking  unto  Jem: 

1  When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 
The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes, 

0  Sun  of  righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine ! 
Oh !  chase  the  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  And  when  to  heaven's  all-glorious  King 
My  morning  sacrifice  I  bring, 

And,  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame, 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name; 
Then,  Jesus,  cleanse  me  with  thy  blood, 
And  be  my  advocate  with  God. 

3  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardonijig  mercy  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest; 
And,  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise 
Oh,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies ! 

4  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Jesus,  thy  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed; 

And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  praise. 

S9  C.  M.  85 

God's  Goodness  acknowledged. 

1  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Nisrht  unto  night  his  name  repeats; 

The  dav  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits. 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame , 

Mv  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise 
Mv  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  Grpat  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light : 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 


90 


L.  M 


88 


New  daily  Mercies. 
1  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove: 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safel  v  brought, 
Restored  to  life  and  power  and  thought. 

£  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven. 
Mew  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  beaten. 


3  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

4  Only,  0  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above, 
And  keep  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 


91 


C.  M. 


Keep  us,  0  Lord,  this  Day. 

1  Now  that  the  6un  is  beaming  bright, 

Once  more  to  God  Ave  pray, 
That  he,  the  uncreated  Light, 
May  guide  our  souls  this  day. 

2  No  sinful  word,  nor  deed  of  wrong, 

Nor  thoughts  that  idly  rove, 
But  simple  truth  be  on  our  tongue, 
And  in  o\ir  hearts  be  love. 

3  And  while  the  hours  in  order  flow, 

0  Christ,  securely  fence 
Our  gates  beleaguer'd  by  the  foe. 
The  gate  of  every  sense. 

4  And  grant  that  to  thine  honor,  Lord, 

Our  daily  toil  may  tend ; 
That  we  begin  it  at  thy  word, 
And  in  thy  favor  end. 

92  L.  M.  8P 

Morning  Prayer  to  Christ. 

1  O  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace. 
Thou  Brightness  of  thy  Father's  face, 
Thou  Fountain  of  eternal  light. 

Whose  beams  disperse  the  shades  of  night ' 

2  Tome,  holy  Sun  of  heavenly  love. 
Send  down  thy  radiance  from  above; 
And  to  our  inmost  hearts  convey 
The  Holy  Spirit's  cloudless  ray. 

3  Oh,  hallowed  thus  be  every  day! 
Let  meekness  be  our  morning  ray, 
And  faithful  love  our  noonday  light, 
And  hope  our  sunset,  calm  and  bright 

4  0  Christ,  with  each  returning  morn, 
Thine  image  to  our  hearts  is  borne: 
Oh,  may  we  ever  clearly  see 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  in  thee ! 


93 


EVENING. 

C.  M. 


Delight  in  Evening  Devotion*. 
1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 


EVENING. 


23 


2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear. 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  east 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 


94 


L.  M. 


Grateful  Acknowledgment. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread' st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours : 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

95  7s.  8 

Prayer  at  Eventide. 
1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee ! 

*  Thou  whose  all-penrading  eye 
Naught  escapes,  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 
Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon  for  me  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free. 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee ! 


96 


L.  M. 

Abide  with  me. 


1  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near: 
Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes ! 

When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 
Bo  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast ! 


3  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  my  way  I  take; 
Abide  with  me  till  in  thy  love 
I  lose  myself  in  heaven  above. 


97 


CM. 


8r 


Evening  Devotion. 

1  Now,  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 

Let  holy  incense  rise ; 

Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 

Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied 

Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favor,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require : 
TiU  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

98  L.  M. 

Evening  Reflections. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on ; 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I.  perhaps,  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past; 
He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep: 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  my  tomb. 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


99 


L.  M. 


8? 


Trusting  God. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God.  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light: 
Keep  me,  oh,  keep  me.  King  of  kings. 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
With  joy  behold  the  jndgment  day. 

4  Be  thou  my  Guardian  while  I  sleep; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 


24 


GOD. 


oo  r>. 


PERFECTIONS. 

100  C.  M. 

Eternity  of  God. 
.  Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 
O  thou  eternal  God ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 
2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 
Of  old  by  thee  were  laid; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 
2  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things-, 
Formed  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside. 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 
4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 
Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  Bhine, 
With  undiminished  rays. 


101 


C.  M. 


4;> 


Infinitude  of  God. 

1  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  all  the  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made : 
Tliou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears; 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  careB, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  all  the  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


102 


C.  M. 


Kindness  of  God. 

1  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
Mv  soul  in  anguish  made. 


3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  1 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care. 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,— forever  thine,— 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record: 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 


103 


C.  M. 

Omniscience. 


4J* 


1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with,  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  survey* 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  formed  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  \ 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Enclosed  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 


104 


L.  M. 


Omniscience. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  throuph  : 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  With  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 


PERFECTIONS. 


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4  Amazing  knowledge,  Tast  and  great ! 
What  largo  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  Bonl,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


105 


L.  M. 


4r 


God  with  lis  everywhere. 

1  0  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
Our  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent ! 
Where'er  we  dwell,  we  dwell  with  thee. 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  eea. 

2  To  us  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
Our  country  is  in  every  clime ; 
We  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun. 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none; 

But  with  our  God  to  guide  our  way. 
'  Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  we  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  we  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 


[06 


L.  M. 


45 


Omnipresence. 

1  Where  can  we  hide,  or  whither  fly, 
Lord,  to  escape  thy  piercing  eye  ? 
With  thee  it  is  not  day  and  night, 
But  darkness  shineth  as  the  light. 

2  Where'er  we  go,  whate'er  pursue, 
Our  ways  are  open  to  thy  view, 

Our  motives  read,  our  thoughts  explored, 
Our  hearts  revealed  to  thee,  O  Lord. 

3  Is  there  throughout  all  worlds  one  spot, 
One  lonely  wild  where  thou  art  not  ? 
The  hosts  of  heaven  enjoy  thy  care, 
And  those  of  hell  know  thou  art  there. 

4  Awake,  asleep,  where  none  intrude, 
Or  '  midst  the  thronging  multitude, 
In  every  land,  on  every'  sea, 

We  are  surrounded  still  with  thee. 

5  Search  us,  0  God,  and  know  each  heart; 
With  every  idol  bid  us  part ; 

Make  us  to  keep  thy  holy  ways, 
And  live  to  utter  forth  thy  praise. 


107 


C.  M. 


50 


Go<Ts  Condescension. 
1  0  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
Within  this  earthly  frame. 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  J 
3 


2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondering  sight,— 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light,— 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  thou  shouldst  choose 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind? 
Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  shouldst  prove 
To  them  so  wondrous  kind. 

4  0  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  al  1  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  t 
How  glorious  is  thy  name ! 


108 


L.  M. 


58 
God  searches  the  Heart. 

1  Thou  know'st  me,  Lord ; '  tis  thine  to  view 
Whate'er  I  am,  whate'er  I  do. 

When  up  I  rise,  when  down  I  lie, 
I  still  am  in  thine  awful  eye, 

2  My  inmost  thought,  my  lightest  word, 
By  thee  is  seen,  by  thee  is  heard. 

Thy  wonder-working  hand  I  find 
Around,  before  me,  and  behind, 

3  Where  from  thy  presence  could  I  flee  ? 
Where  find  a  refuge.  Lord,  from  thee  ? 
From  heaven  thou  shin'st  in  glory  down. 
And  hell  is  darkened  by  thy  frown. 

4  On  morning's  wings  beyond  the  sea 
I  fly,  but  cannot  fly  from  thee. 

I  plunge  me  in  the  depths  of  night; 
One  look  from  thee  makes  darkness  light- 

5  Father  of  mercy.  God  of  grace, 

I  cannot,  would  not  shun  thy  face. 
No,  be  it  rather  mine  to  prove 
An  Omnipresent  God  of  love. 


109 


C.  M. 


65 


Loving -kindness  of  the  Lord. 

1  Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good. 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care; 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  well-beloved  Son 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin  ; 
'  Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  sure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

And  here  our  hope  relies; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 


26 


GOD. 


110 


L.  M. 


51 


Infinite  Perfections  of  God. 
1  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  lull  glory  shines: 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

t  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  0   God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfortspring! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wiug. 

4  In  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  still  shall  find  a  sweet  repast; 
There  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  t&  our  taste. 


Ill 


L.  M. 


54 


Ood  of  all  Goodness. 

1  God  of  the  world  !  thy  glories  shine, 
Through  earth  and  heaven,  with  rays  di.ine; 
Thy  smile  gives  beauty  to  the  flower, 
Thine  anger  to  the  tempest  power. 

2  Ood  of  our  lives !  the  throbbing  heart 
Doth  at  thy  beck  its  action  start: 
Throbs  on,  obedient  to  thy  will, 

Or  ceases  at  thy  fatal  chill. 

3  God  of  eternal  life !  thy  love 
Doth  every  stain  of  sin  remove; 

The  cross,  the  cross.— its  hallowed  light 
Shall  drive  from  earth  her  cheerless  night. 

4  God  of  all  goodness!  to  the  skies 
Our  hearts  in  grateful  anthems  rise; 
And  to  thy  service  shall  be  given 
The  rest  of  life,  the  whole  of  heaven. 


112 


C.  M. 


God  our  Support. 

1  'Tis  faith  supports  my  feeble  soul 

In  times  of  deep  distress; 
When  storms  arise  and  billows  roll, 
Great  God,  I  trust  thy  grac«. 

2  Thy  powerful  hand  still  bears  me  up, 

Whatever  griefs  befall ; 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  hope, 
And  thou  my  all  in  all. 

8  Bereft  of  friends,  beset  with  foes. 
With  dangers  all  around. 
To  thee  I  all  my  fears  disclose ; 
In  thee  my  help  is  found. 

4  In  every  want,  in  every  strait, 
To  thee  alone  I  fly; 
When  other  comforters  depart, 
Thou  art  forever  nigh. 


113 


L.  M. 


5» 


God  worthy  of  all  Praise. 

1  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  6hall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  his  name; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise. 
His  wondrous  goodness  to  proclaim. 

3  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

4  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


114 


CM. 


4P 


Goodness  of  God. 

1  Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore; 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  thy  love  declare, 

In  every  golden  ray ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  ©f  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields. 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines 
With  strengthening  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly,  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 


115 


CM. 


50 


Gratitude. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God. 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

?.  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 
With  heedless  steps  I  ran. 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  ma  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 


PERFECTIONS. 


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4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ: 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  p»rsue; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise: 
But,  oh,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 


116  L.  M. 

God's  Blessings  everywhere. 

1  There's  not  a  hlrd  with  lonely  nest, 
In  pathless  wood  or  mountain  crest. 
Nor  moaner  thing  which  does  not  share, 
0  God,  in  thy  continual  care. 

2  Each  barren  crag,  each  desert  rude. 
Holds  thee  within  its  solitude; 

And  thou  dost  bless  the  wanderer  there 
Who  makes  his  solitary  prayer. 

3  In  busy  mart  and  crowded  street, 
No  less  than  in  the  still  retreat, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  near,  our  souls  to  bless 
With  all  a  parent's  tenderness. 

4  And  every  moment  still  doth  bring 
Thy  blessings  on  its  loaded  wing ; 
Widely  they  spread  through  earth  and  sky, 
And  last  to  all  eternity. 


118 


L.  M. 


46 


117 


C.  M. 

Our  Father. 


1  Father  of  mercies!  God  of  love! 

My  Father  and  my  God ! 
I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  name 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear; 
Thy  mercies  gild  each  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  passing  year. 

i  In  all  thy  mercies,  may  my  soul 
A  Father's  bounty  see ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 

To  own  thy  hand,  0  God! 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life. 

Each  bright,  each  clouded  scene, 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
btill  equal  and  serene. 


Divine  Perfections. 

1  The  Lord!  how  wondrous  ar«  his  ways! 
How  firm  his  truth!  how  large  his  grace? 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head. 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  has  nature  placed 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  g^race  removes 
The  daily  guilt  ot  those  ho  loves. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  I 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies: 
Or,  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn ! 

J  His  everlasting  love  is  sure 
To  all  his  saints,  and  shall  endure; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

119  S.  M. 

The  Mercy  of  God. 

1  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Ab»ve  the  ground  we  tread , 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exeeed. 


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120 


C.  M. 


Divine  Protection. 

1  0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  tke  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home,— 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God; 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dnst,^ 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men ; " 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first 

And  turn  to  earth  again. 
•  >  0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Ba    thou  out-  guard  while  troubles  last 

And  our  eternal  home. 


28 


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121 


L.  M. 


58 

Grateful  Praise. 

1  With  all  iuy  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I'll  praise  my  Hake?  in  my  song; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song  and  join  the  praise. 

2  To  God  I  cried,  when  trouhles  rose. 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

t  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  his  hand ; 
His  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord; 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word; 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 


122 


L.  M. 

Goa"s  Perfection*. 


68 


1  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  the  sinner's  hope, 

The  highest  orb  of  heaven  transcends. 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasured  scope 
Through  all  eternity  extends. 

2  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains, 

unfathomed  depths  thy  judgments  are, 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Thy  saints  shall  to  thy  courts  he  led 

To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast, 
And  drink    as  from  a  fountain  head, 
Of  joys  that  shall  forever  last. 

4  The  streams  of  life  with  thee  abound; 

Thy  presence  is  eternal  day. 
Oh,  shower  thy  gifts  the  world  around, 
Thy  glorious  face  to  all  display. 


123 


CM. 


Truth  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Faithful,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  f  el. 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each. 
Enough  for  evermore. 

4  Throughout  tlte  universe  it  reigns; 

It  stands  forever  sure; 
And  while  thy  truth,  U  God,  remain*, 
Thy  goodness  shah  endure. 


124 


C.  M. 


68 


Praise  for  God's  Goodness. 

1  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigus  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  bounty  shine*, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word. 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

4  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 


125 


S.  M. 


The  Mercies  of  God. 

1  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul; 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul , 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankful tiess. 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain; 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses. 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave: 
He,  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hei». 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  6ave. 


126 


S.  M. 


Divine  Compassion. 

1  The  pity  of  the  Lord. 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath ; 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower : 
When  blasting  winds  sweep  o'er  the  field 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

4  But  thy  compassions.  Lord, 

To  fiidless  years  endure; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


PERFECTIONS. 


2? 


127  C.  M< 

God  protects  his  People. 
1  Through  all  tho  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Protection  he  affords  to  all 
Who  make  his  name  their  trust. 

£  Oh,  make  but  trial  of  his  love ! 
Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

4  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear : 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

128  L.  M.  48 

"Return  unto  thy  Rest,  0  my  Soul!" 

1  Return,  my  soul,  and  sweetly  rest 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  breast ; 
The  bounties  of  his  grace  adore, 
And  count  his  wondrous  mercies  o'er. 

2  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  preserved  my  breath, 
And  snatched  my  fainting  soul  from  death ; 
Removed  my  sorrows,  dried  my  tears, 
And  saved  me  from  surrounding  snares. 

3  What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord? 
Or  how  his  wondrous  grace  record  ? 
To  him  my  grateful  voice  I'll  raise, 
With  just  thanksgiving  to  his  praise. 

4  O  Zion,  in  thy  sacred  courts, 
Where  glory  dwells,  and  joy  resorts, 
To  notes  divine  I'll  tune  the  song, 

And  praise  shall  flow  from  every  tongue. 


129 


C.  M. 


71 

A  faitltful  God. 
Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  boundless  thing,— 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 

Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
Sing  of  the  glory  and  the  grace 
Of  our  Redeemer,  God. 

3  Proclaim  "  salvation  from  the  Lord, 

For  wretched,  dying  men ; " 
His  hand  inscribed  the  sacred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

l  Recorded  by  eternal  love. 

Each  promise  clearly  shines; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  hell  remove 
Those  everlasting  line*. 


5  His  every  word  of  grace  is  strong 

As  that  which  built  the  skies ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

6  Oh,  might  I  hear  his  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  "  Thou  art  mine," 
The  gentle  words  should  raise  my  son.. 
To  notes  almost  divine. 


130 


8s. 


Our  God  forever  and  ever. 

1  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend, 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that 's  to  come. 


131 


H.  M. 


Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  The  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sovereign  mercy  spoke; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 

His  words  of  praise  revoke : 
They  stand  secure       I     Not  Zion's  hill 
And  steadfast  still       |     Abides  so  sure. 

2  The  mountains  melt  away, 

When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 

That  measure  mortal  years ; 
But  still  the  same       I     The  promise shiax 
In  radiant  lines  |     Through  all  tho  flam :. 

3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 

Through  my  attentive  ears, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground. 

And  dissipate  the  spheres : 
'Midst  all  the  shock    I     I  stand  serene. 
Of  that  dread  scene     |     Thy  word  my  rock. 

132  C.  M. 

Holiness  of  God. 

1  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King ; 
"  Thrice  holy  Lord,"  the  angels  cry; 
"  Thrice  holy,"  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  0  my  soul,  to  God ; 
Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart. 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach 
A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  noblest  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 


5o 


30 


GOD. 


133 


7s. 

Thou  only  art  holy. 


1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

God  of  hosts,  in  heaven  adored, 
Earth  with  awe  has  heard  thy  name, 
Men  thy  majesty  proclaim. 

2  Just  and  true  are  all  thy  ways, 
Great  thy  works  above  our  praise; 
Humbled  in  the  dust,  we  own, 
Thou  art  holy,  thou  alone. 

Z  In  thy  sight,  the  angel  band 
Justly  charged  with  folly  stand; 
Holiest  deeds  of  mortals  lie 
Meritless  before  thine  eye. 

4  How  shall  sinners  worship  thee, 
God  of  spotless  purity? 
To  thy  grace  all  hope  we  owe : 
Thine  own  righteousness  bestow. 


134 


Holiness  of  God. 


1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

God  of  hosts!  when  heaven  and  earth, 
Out  of  darkness,  at  thy  word 

Issued  into  glorious  birth, 
All  thy  works  before  thee  stood, 
And  thine  eye  beheld  them  good, 
While  they  sung  with  sweet  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  I 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  thee, 

One  Jehovah  evermore, 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit !  we. 

Dust  and  ashes,  would  adore ; 
Lightly  by  the  world  esteemed, 
From  that  world  by  thee  redeemed, 
ging  we  here  with  glad  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord! 

S  Holy,  holy,  holy !  all 

Heaven's  triumphant  choir  shall  sing, 
While  the  ransomed  nations  fall 

At  the  footstool  of  their  King : 
Then  shall  saints  and  seraphim, 
Harps  and  voices  swell  one  hymn, 
Blending  in  sublime  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 


135 


C.  P.  M. 


69 


The  Love  of  God. 

1  My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise ; 
How  bright,  on  high,  its  glories  blaze ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below! 
Its  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  forever  run, 

A  nd  o'ftr  the  *arth  they  flow. 


2  But  in  the  gospel  it  appears 
In  sweeter,  fairer  characters, 

And  charms  the  ravished  breast; 
There,  love  immortal  leaves  the  sky. 
To  wipe  the  drooping  mourner's  eye, 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blest, 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breas^ 

And  ardent  gratitude ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 


136 


C.  M. 

Herein  is  Love. 


1  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 

Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  mercy  seat, 
In  depths  of  burning  light! 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  0  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

4  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart, 
Till  faith  in  vision  end. 


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137  C.  P.  M. 

The  Love  of  God. 

1  Oh,  wondrous,  vast,  surpassing  love, 
The  theme  of  heavenly  hosts  ahove, 

And  of  the  saints  below  ! 
We  only  know  in  part  while  here; 
But  when  in  glory  we  appear, 

Then  shall  we  fully  know. 

2  It  is  a  mystery  divine 

Where  justice,  mercy,  truth,  combine 

God's  glory  to  display ! 
His  righteousness  is  satisfied, 
Since  Christ  for  us  in  love  hath  died, 
And  borne  our  curse  away. 

3  'Midst  all  the  changing  scenes  aroun 
In  this  no  change  can  e'er  be  found, 

For  God  himself  is  love. 
Though  earthly  things  shall  all  decay 
And  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

Yet  this  shall  ne'er  remove. 


4  Once  loved  in  Christ,  forever  loved  ! 
God's  counsel'd  purpose  stands  unmov'd, 

Eternally  the  same : 
And  when  we  change  this  house  of  clay, 
We  shall  throughout  eternal  day 

God's  endless  love  proclaim  ! 


PERFECTIONS. 


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138 


L.  M. 


Not  that  uie  loved  God,  but  that  he  loved  us. 

1  Ere  earth's  foundations  yet  were  laid, 

Or  heaven's  lair  roof  was  spread  abroad ; 
Ere  man  a  living  soul  was  made, 
Love  stirred  within  the  heart  of  God. 

2  Thy  loving  counsel  gave  to  me 

True  life  in  Christ,  thy  only  Son, 
Whom  thou  hast  made  my  way  to  thee, 
From  whom  all  grace  flows  ever  down. 

3  I  am  not  worthy,  Lord,  that  thou 

Shouldst  such  compassion  on  me  show; 
That  he  who  made  the  world  should  bow 
To  cheer  with  love  a  wretch  so  low. 

4  Could  I  but  honor  thee  aright, 

Noble  and  sweet  my  song  should  be; 

That  earth  and  heaven  should  learn  thy  might, 

And  what  my  God  hath  done  for  me. 


139 


L.  M. 


48 


God's  Love  revealed  by  Christ. 

1  0  spotless  Lamb  of  God,  in  thee 
The  Father's  holiness  we  see; 

And  with  delight  thy  children  trace 
In  thee  his  wondrous  love  and  grace. 

2  For  thou  didst  leave  thy  throne  above, 
To  teach  us  that  our  "  God  is  love ;  " 
And  now  we  see  his  glory  shine 

In  every  word  and  deed  of  thine. 

8  When  we  behold  thee,  Lamb  of  God, 
Beneath  our  sins'  tremendous  load. 
Expiring  on  th'  accursed  tree. 
How  great  our  guilt.,  with  grief  we  see  ! 

4  There  we  with  joy  thy  grace  behold. 
Its  height  and  depth  can  ne'er  be  told ! 
It  bursts  our  chains  and  sets  us  free, 
And  sweetly  draws  our  souls  to  thee  ! 


140 


C.  M. 

God  is  Love. 


1  Come  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

And  raise  your  souls  above; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord 
To  sing  that  God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove; 
While  Christ,  th'  atoning  Lamb,  appear* 
To  show  that  God  is  love. 

3  Behold,  his  loving  kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
And  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts 
To  teach  them  God  is  love. 

4  Oh  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 

This  best  of  blessings  prove; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout  that  God  is  love. 


141 


L.  M. 


He  led  them  forth  by  the  riyht  Way. 

1  Give  thanks  to  God;  he  reigns  abovo ; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name; 
God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same; 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 

3  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand. 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  laud. 

4  Oh,  let  the  saints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 


142 


&7s. 


God  is  Love. 

1  God  is  love :  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens, 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Death  and  change  are  busy  ever, 

Man  decays  and  ages  move; 

But  his  mercy  waneth  never: 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth  : 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth: 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


61 


143 


L.  M. 


God's  Love  seen  in  Christ. 

1  0  love  of  God,  how  strong  and  true ! 
Eternal,  and  yet  ever  new ; 
rncomprehended  and  unbought, 
Beyond  all  knowledge  and  all  though 

2  We  read  thee  best  in  him  who  came 
To  bear  for  us  the  cross  of  shame ; 
Sent  by  the  Father  from  on  high, 
Our  life  to  live,  our  death  to  die. 

3  We  read  thy  power  to  bless  and  save, 
E'en  in  the  darkness  of  the  grave; 
Still  more  in  resurrection  light, 

We  read  the  fulness  of  thy  might. 

4  0  love  of  God,  our  shield  and  stay, 
Through  all  the  perils  of  our  way, 
Eternal  love,  in  thee  we  rest, 
Forever  safe,  forever  blest  I 


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GOD. 


CREATING. 

144  L.  M.  at 

The  Heaven*  declare  God's  Glory. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  hlue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  puhlishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  hirth ;  — 

4  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  hall  ? 
What  though  nor  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found? 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, 

'•  The  hand  that  made  us  is  Divine." 

145  C.  M. 

The  Creation  praises  God. 

1  Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 

Thee  the  creation  sinprs; 
With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  How  wide  thy  hand  hath  spread  the  sky! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  world  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

146  C.  M.  79 

God  the  Builder  of  all  Things. 

I  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise, 

That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 
The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 


3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  bin  woreV 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  tny  glories  known; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow, 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

5  Creatures  that  borrow  life  from  thee 

Are  subject  to  thy  (art?: 
There's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 


147 


L.  M. 


O  Lord,  my  God,  thou  art  very  great. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord!  what  tongue  can  fram* 
An  honor  equal  to  his  name? 

How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise. 

2  Vast  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord ; 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word; 
And  clouds  and  storms  and  fire  obey 
Thy  wise  and  all-controlling  sway. 

?,  Thy  glory,  fearless  of  decline, 
Thy  glory.  Lord,  shall  ever  shine ; 
Thy  praise  shall  still  our  breath  employ, 
Till  we  shall  rise  to  endless  joy. 


148 


GOVERNING. 

H.  M. 


Perfections  of  GodU  Government. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high; 
The  garments  he  assumes 

Are  light  and  majesty; 
His  glories  shine      I  No  mortal  eye 
With  beams  so  bright   J  Can  bear  the  eight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  all  the  world  in  awe; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 

To  guard  his  holy  law; 
And  where  his  lore  I  His  truth  confirms 
Resolves  to  bless,     |  And  seals  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  ancient  works 

Surprising  wisdom  shines, 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 

And  breaks  their  fell  designs: 
Strong  is  his  arm,  I  His  great  decrees. 
And  shall  fulfil         1  His  sovereign  will. 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend? 
And  will  he  write  his  name 

My  Father  and  my  Friend? 
I  love  his  name;      I  Join,  all  my  powers, 
I  love  his  word ;       |  And  praise  the  Lord. 


GOVERNING. 


33 


149 


L.  M. 

The  Majesty  of  Jehovah. 


64 


1  Kingdoms  ami  thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  noug: 
Hit  wondrous  name  and  power  rehearse; 
Uii  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky; 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high: 
Praise  him  aloud,  ye  sons  of  grace; 

Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  God  is  our  shield,  our  joy,  our  rest ; 
God  is  our  King;  proclaim  him  blest: 
When  terrors  rise,  when  nations  faint, 
Ho  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 


150 


L.  M. 


5  a 


Rejoice,  for  the  Lord  reigneth. 

1  Th«  Lord  is  King ;  lift  up  thy  voice, 
0  earth,  and  all  ye  heavens  rejoice! 
From  world  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring, 
The  Lord  Omnipotent  is  King ! 

2  The  Lord  is  King;  child  of  the  dust. 
The  Judge  of  all  the  earth  is  just: 
Holy  and  true  are  all  his  ways ; 

Let  every  creature  speak  his  praise. 

3  He  reigns:  ye  saints,  exalt  your  strains: 
Your  God  is  King,  your  Father  reigns; 
And  he  is  at  the  Father's  side, 

The  Man  of  love,  the  Crucified. 

4  Come  wake  your  wants,  your  burdens  known, 
He  will  present  them  at  the  throne ; 
And  angel  bands  are  waiting  there, 
His  messages  of  love  to  bear. 

5  Oh,  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake. 
Then  may  his  children  cease  to  sing, 
The  Lord  Omnipotent  is  King ! 


151 


L.  M. 


58 

Perfections  of  God  combined  in  his  Government. 

1  Jehovah  reigns;  his  throne  is  high. 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfil 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels'  join ; 

Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 


152 


L.  M. 


The  eternal  Throne  of  God. 

1  Jehovah  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light, 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  firm  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies; 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high ! 
At  thy  rebuke  th«  billows  die. 

4  Forever  shall  his  throne  endure; 
His  promise  stands  forever  sure; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  his  grace. 


153 


CM. 


56 

Purposes  of  God  developed  by  his  Providence. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
With  blessing  on  your  head. 

3  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

4  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flowar 

5  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


154 


CM. 


Benevolence  of  God's  Decrees. 

1  Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
Oh,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways ! 

2  Good,  when  he  gives. supremely  good; 

Nor  less  when  he  denies : 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  haud, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  father's  lore, 

So  constant  and  so  kind? 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 
B(*  every  wish  resigned. 


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155 


C.  M. 


158 


L.  M. 


Gfad  our  Defence. 

1  No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 

My  trust,  O  Lord,  in  thee; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 
A  sure  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  our  deliverer  art,  G  God; 

Our  trust  is  in  thy  power; 
Thou  art  our  shield  from  foep  aVroaA. 
Our  safeguard  and  our  tower. 

3  To  thee  will  we  address  our  prayer, 

To  whom  all  praise  we  owe ; 
Oh,  may  we  by  thy  watchful  care, 
Be  saved  from  every  foe. 

4  Then  let  Jehovah  be  adored. 

On  whom  our  hopes  depend : 
For  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
His  people  can  defend  ? 

156  L.  M.  46 

z  The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  Lord,  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways! 
How  blind  are  we!  how  mean  our  praise! 
Thy  steps,  can  mortal  eyes  explore? 

'Tis  ours  to  wonder  and  adore. 

2  Thy  deep  decrees  from  our  dim  sight 
Are  hid  in  shades  of  awful  night; 
Amid  the  lines,  with  curious  eye, 
Not  angel  minds  presume  to  pry. 

3  Great  God,  I  would  not  ask  to  see 
What  in  my  coming  life  shall  be; 
Enough  for  me  if  love  divine. 

At  length,  through  every  cloud  shall  shine. 

i  Tet  this  my  soul  desires  to  know, 
Be  this  my  only  wish  below, 
That  Christ  be  mine ;  this  great  request 
Grant,  bounteous  God,  and  I  am  blest ! 


157 


L.  M. 


Tlie  Darkness  of  Providence. 
1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
Th'  obscure  abyss  of  providence, 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

3  When  thou  dost  clothe  thine  awful  face 
In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile, 
We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 

We  sail  by  faith  and  not  by  sight; 
Faith  guides  us.  in  the  wilderness, 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolves  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God; 
Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 


Submission  to  God's  Decrees. 

1  Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ; 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still; 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise; 
His  ways  are  just,  bis  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells. 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne 

3  In  heaven  and  earth  and  air  and  sea" 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed. 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat; 
And,  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gr»"ious  God. 

159  CM.  6. 

God  the  Trust  of  his  Saints. 

1  0  thou,  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy, 

My  g!or;%  and  my  all ; 
Unsent  by  thee,  no  pood  can  come, 
Nor  evil  can  betall. 

2  Such  are  thy  schemes  of  providence, 

And  methods  of  thy  grace. 

That  I  may  safely  trust  in  th^e 

Through  all  this  wilderness. 

3  'Tis  thine  outstretched  and  powerfu.  arm 

Upholds  me  in  the  way ; 
And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 
The  wants  of  every  day. 

•1  For  such  compassion,  0  my  God, 
Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due ; 
For  such  compassion  I  esteem 
Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few. 


160 


L.  M. 


68 


God  our  Refuge. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurle* 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar; 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide ; 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tieV 

4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 
Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  througii, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 


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>  That  sacred  stream  thiue  holy  word, 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford. 
And  give  new  strength  to  Minting  souls. 


161 


H.  M. 


God  a  mm  Protection. 

1  To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eye&, 

From  God  is  all  my  aid,— . 
The  God  who  huilt  the  skies 

And  earth  and  nature  mado: 
God  is  the  tower         I     His  grace  ij  ugh 
To  which  I  fly;  I     In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide. 

Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Those  wakeful  eyes    I     Shall  Israel  kttj» 

Which  never  sleep,    |     When  danger^ »\«e 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 

If  God  be  with  me  there: 
Thou  art  my  sun,       I      To  guard  my  hear* 
And  thou  my  shade,  |     By  night  or  noor. 

4  Hast  thou  not  pledged  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath : 
I'll  go  and  come,         I    Till  from  on  high 
Nor  fear  to  die,  |    Thou  call  me  home 

162  C.  M.  ei 

Submission  to  a  Father's  Rttle. 

1  My  God,  my  Father,— blissful  name,— 

Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine? 
May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine? 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  holy  will  denies, 

L  calmly  would  resign ; 
For  thou  art  good  and  just  and  wise; 
Oh,  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh,  give  me  strength  to  bear; 
An  I  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 


163  S.  M. 

Tfte  Lord  is  my  Sftepherd. 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is ; 

I  shall  be  well  supplied: 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

What  can  I  want  beside  ? 


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2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass. 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim,         ,. 
And  guideB  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Though  I  shouhl  walk  through  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread : 
BIy  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove. 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 


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C.  M. 


«5 


Sovereign  Purposes  of  God. 
1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things, 
And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

3  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 
Hang  on  his  firm  decree ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  His  providence  unfolds  a  book, 

In  whichjiis  counsels  shine: 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke, 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

4  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  casts  the  monarch  down. 

k  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
Oh,  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 


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tiS 


Jehovah  the  Shepherd  of  his  People. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care: 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
\nd  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 

My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 


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3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid. 

And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  presence  shall  my  pains  beguile; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With  sudden  green  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


REDEEMING. 

166  L.  M.  64 

Bless  the  Lord,  0  my  Soul. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God; 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad : 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace: 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise; 
Let  not  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot. 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done; 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  Let  every  land  his  power  confess ; 
Let  all  the  earth  adore  his  grace ; 

31  y  heart  and  tongue  with  rapture  join, 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

167  L.  M.  61 

Praise  for  redeeming  Grace. 

1  Awake,  my  tongue  j  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing; 
Praise  him  who  has  all  praise  above, 
The  source  of  wi<4ou*  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge !  how-  prr/»bund  ! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned ; 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

5  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold ; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 
To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption,  oh,  what  grace ! 
Its  wonders,  oh,  what  thought  can  trace ! 
Here  wisdom  shines  forever  bright ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 


168 


L.  M. 


Praise  for  Christ. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue, 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face,— 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has    all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ! 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

4  Oh,  may  T  reach  the  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
His  beauties  there  may  I  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  fold. 


169 


C.  M. 


71 


Triumphing  in  the  Grace  of  God. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 

And  triumph  in  my  God; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  raised  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
And  fixed  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  placed, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  Bet 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  bless'd  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Arise,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing; 

Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 

My  Saviour  and  my  King. 


170 


CM. 


65 


God  the  Author  of  Salvation. 

1  Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 

How  great  our  guilt  has  been : 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  0  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done; 
But  we  are  6aved  by  sovereign  grace. 
Abounding  through  his  Sou. 


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4  H  iteed  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew; 
.v  id,  justified  by  grace, 
We  slia.ll  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 


171 


L.  M. 


The  Gross  shows  the  Love  of  God. 

1  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see, 

In  glowing  letters,  "  God  is  lore ;  " 
lie  hears  our  sins  upon  the  the  tree  ; 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

2  The  cross!  it  takes  our  guilt  away; 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up; 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup;— 

%  The  l«lm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe, 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love, 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 
The  angel's  theme  in  heaven  above. 


172  L.  M. 

Sovereignty  of  God  in  Conversion. 

1  May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 

Dispense  his  favors  as  he  will ; 
Choose  some  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  just  and  gracious  still  ? 

2  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 

And  call  his  Maker's  w  ys  unjust. 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust  ? 

.".  But,  0  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright 

Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight, 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

4  Then  shall  he  make  his  justice  known, 
And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror,  shall  confess 
The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 


CHRIST. 


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C.  M. 


Altogether  lovely. 

1  To  Christ  the  Lord  let  every  tongue 

Its  noblest  tribute  bring  : 
When  he's  the  subject  of  the  song. 
Who  can  refuse  to  sing? 

2  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  his  awful  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd  ! 

His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 
1  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare; 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 

That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 
*  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress. 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross. 

And  carried  all  my  grief. 

3  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 


,      3  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame. 
Jesus,  arrayed  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 
4  Then,  let  the  name  of  Christ,  our  King, 
With  equal  honors  be  adored : 
His  praise  let  every  anarel  sing. 
And  all  the  nations  own  him  Lord. 


174 


L.  M. 

Equal  ivith  God. 


89 


1  Bright  King  of  glory !  dreadful  God ! 

Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat ; 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 

And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 

2  A  thousand  seraphs,  strong  and  bright, 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity ; 
But,  who  among  the  sons  of  light. 
Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 

4 


175 


7s. 


yr 


Immanuel. 

1  God  with  us  !  oh,  glorious  name ! 
Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame; 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite, — 
Oh,  mysterious  depth  and  height ! 

2  God  with  us!  amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above; 
Now.  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  with  us!  oh,  wondrous  grace! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face ; 

That  we  may  Immanuel  6ing. 
As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 


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L.  M. 


to 


God  incarnate. 

1  Go,  worship  at  Iinmanuel's  feet ; 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet; 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars. 
Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  bears; 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 


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CHRIST. 


3  Oh,  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 
"Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise  : 
There  he  displays  his  power  abroad, 
And  shines,  and  reigns,  th'  incarnate  God. 


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L.  M. 


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A  3fan  of  Sorroics. 

1  The  Lord  of  glory,  moved  by  lore. 
Descends  in  mercy  from  above : 
And  he,  before  whom  angels  bow. 
Is  found  a  man  of  grief  below. 

2  Such  lore  is  great,  too  great  for  thought; 
Its  length  and  breadth  in  vain  are  sought. ; 
No  tongue  can  tell  its  depth  and  height ; 
The  love  of  Christ  is  infinite. 

3  But  though  his  loTe  no  measure  knows, 
The  Saviour  to  his  people  shows 
Enough  to  give  them  joy  when  known, 
Enough  to  make  their  hearts  his  own. 

4  Constrained  by  this,  they  walk  with  him ; 
His  love  their  most  delightful  theme; 
To  glorify  him  here,  their  aim ; 

Their  hope,  in  heaven  to  praise  his  name. 


178 


C.  M. 

Oiritfs  Commission. 


67 


1  Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 

With  new,  melodious  songs; 

Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 

The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your w:unds, 

And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry ; 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

4  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

179  C.  M. 

Unto  you  which  believe  he  is  precious. 

1  The  Saviour  !  oh,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound! 

Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 

And  spreads  delight  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine 

In  rich  profusion  flow 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe, 

3  The  mighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Descends  to  our  abode, 
While  angels  view  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hail  th'  incarnate  God. 


4  How  rich  the  depths  of  love  divine ! 
Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine! 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 


180 


C.  M. 


81 


Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

3  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise; 
Thy  love  can  raise  our  humble  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

4  Oh.  happy  period!  glorious  day! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  their  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

181  L.  M. 

Thy  Throne,  0  God,  is  forever  and  ever. 

1  Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King: 
Jesus,  the  Lord,— how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Thy  throne,  0  God,  forever  stands; 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

182  C.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and,— oh,  amazing  love  !— 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  loyful  haste  he  fled. 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break. 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
F>  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes. 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


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183 


C.  M. 


The  Blessings  which  Christ  brings. 

1  Joy  to  the  world ;  the  Lord  is  come ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  ;  the  Saviour  reigns; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ;     Tplains. 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and 
Repeat  the  soundiugjoy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
lie  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


184 


0.  M. 


67 

Object  of  Clirisfs  Advent. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes. 

The  Saviour  promised  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release. 

In  Satan's  bondage  held ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  irons  fetters  yield. 

t  He  conies,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 
The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And.  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

i  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


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CHRIST— BORN. 

185  C.  M. 

The  Watch  of  the  Sliepherds. 

1  While  shepherds  -watched  their  flocks  by  night 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,— for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind,— 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David's  line. 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 


4  "  The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph ;  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Addressed  feheir  cheerful  song : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Goodwill,  henceforth,  from  heaven  t»  men. 
Begin,  and  never  cease  ! " 

186  8s  &  7s.  30„ 

**       The  Song  of  the  Angels. 

1  Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices. 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo  !  th'  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Hear  them  tell  the  wondrous  6torjr; 

Hear  them  chant,  in  hymns  of  joy, 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  — glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found; 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven," 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing; 
Oh,  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King." 

.">  Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 
Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
"  Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! " 

187  Us,  12s,  &  10s.         ?s 

Hosanna  to  the  King. 

1  Zlon,  the  mai  relous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth, 
Th«  brightest  of  angels  in  glory  excelling. 

He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon  earth. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs  !  Messiah  is  King. 

2  Tell  how  how  he  cometh  from  nation  to  nation. 

The   heart-cheering   news  let  the  earth  eoho 

round, 

How  free  to  the  sinner  he  offers  salvation, 

How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting  are  crown'd. 

Shout  the  glnd  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 

Jerusalem  triumphs  1  Messiah  is  King  ! 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise ; 
Ye    angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing, 
One  chorus  resour.d  through  the  earth  and  ths 
skies. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs  !  Mtsslah  is  Kimg  ; 


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188 


7s. 

Christ  welcomed. 


1  Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
'"Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

2  See,  he  lays  his  glory  by ; 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

3  Hail,  the  holy  Prince  of  peace! 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  righteousness! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  hi*  wings. 

4  Let  us  then  with  angels  sing, 

'"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ! 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled ! " 

189  C.  M.  80 

A  Light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles. 

1  The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 

Have  seen  a  glorious  light ; 
The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 
In  death's  surrounding  night. 

2  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given ; 
And  him  shall  all  the  earth  obey, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

3  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Forevennore  adored. 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

4  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread ; 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know; 


His  throne  shall  justice  guard  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


190 


L.  M. 


Praise  to  Clirist. 

1  Oh.  wake  our  hearts,  in  gladness  sing, 
And  raise  hosannas  to  our  King, 
Till  living  sound,  from  loving  souls, 
Like  sound  of  mighty  waters  rolls. 

2  0  holy  Child,  thy  manger  streams 

Till  earth  and  heaven  glow  with  its  beams, 
Till  midnight  noon's  broad  light  has  won, 
And  Jacob's  Star  outshines  the  sun. 

3  Thou  patriarchs' joy,  thou  prophets'  song, 
Thou  heavenly  Day-spring  looked  for  long, 
Thou  Son  of  man,  incarnate  Word, 
Great  David's  Son,  great  David's  Lord ! 

4  Come,  Jesus,  glorious,  heavenly  Guest, 
Make  thine  own  temple  in  our  breast, 
Then  David's  harp-strings,  hushed  so  long, 
Shall  swell  our  jubilee  of  son*. 


191 


8s  &  7s. 


Object  of  Christ's  Coming. 

1  Hail,  thon  long-expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free ! 
From  our  sins  and  fears  release  us; 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation ; 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art; 
Long  desired  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  waiting  heart. 

3  Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  a  child,  — yet  God  our  King. 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 
Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


192 


CM. 

The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray. 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo!  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  God. 

3  Oh,  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads; 

The  gracious  call  obey, 
Be  rugged  wilds  or  flowery  meads 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  Oh,  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given  : 

Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth 

Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 


193 


lis  &  10s. 


96 


Tlie  Infant  Saviour. 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  son-:  of  the  moi  ulug. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  l'-nd  us  thine  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold,  on  his  cradle,  the  dew-drop*  ase  shining; 

Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  In  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden  and  offerings  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearl*  of  the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure, 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 


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194 


L.  M. 

The  Birth  of  Chritt. 


1  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord .' 
Clothed  in  a  garb  of  flesh  and  blood; 
Choosing  a  manager  for  thy  throne, 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone. 

2  A  little  child,  thou  art  our  guest, 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth, 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

3  Thou  eomest  in  the  darksome  night, 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light,— 
To  make  us,  in  the  realms  divine, 
Like  thine  own  angels  round  thee  shine. 

4  All  this  for  us  thy  love  hath  done ; 
By  this  to  thee  our  love  is  won  : 
For  this  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays, 

And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  praise. 

195  L.  M. 

Blessed  are  our  Eyes,  for  they  see. 

1  All  glory,  worship,  thanks,  and  praise, 
That  thou  art  come  in  these,  our  days: 
Thou  heavenly  guest,  expected  long 
We  hail  thee  with  a  joyful  song. 

2  For  thee,  since  first  the  world  was  made. 
Men's  hearts  have  waited,  watched,  and  prayed  : 
Prophets  and  patriarchs,  year  by  year, 
Have  longed  to  see  thy  light  appear. 

3  Thou  art  our  head;  then,  Lord,  of  thee 
True,  liviug  members  we  will  be; 

And,  iu  the  strength  thy  grace  shall  give, 
Will  live  as  thou  wouldst  have  us  live. 

4  As  each  short  year  goes  quickly  round, 
Our  hallelujah  shall  resound; 

And,  when  we  reckon  years  no  more, 
3Iay  we  in  heaven  thy  name  adore. 


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L.  M. 

Object  of  OirlsCs  Advent. 


1  Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men. 

Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there 

2  Such  was  the  pity  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  words ; 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  ; 
A  thousand  ;oys  his  lips  afford, 
His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 


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197  L.  M.  ?0 

The  Cry  of  the  Forerunner. 

1  On  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 
Announces  that  the  Lord  is  nigh  : 
Come,  then,  and  hearken,  for  he  brings 
Glad  tidings  from  the  King  of  king*. 

2  Then  cleansed  be  every  breast  from  *!n, 
Make  straight  the  way  for  God  within  ! 
And  let  us  all  our  hearts  prepare  ' 

For  Christ  to  come  and  enter  there. 

3  For  thou  art  our  salvation,  Lord, 
Our  refuge,  and  our  great  reward ; 
Without  thy  grace  our  souls  must  lude, 
And  wither  like  a  flower  decayed. 

4  Stretch  forth  thy  hand,  to  health  restore, 
And  make  us  rise,  to  fall  no  more: 
Once  more  upon  thy  people  shine, 

And  fill  the  world  with  love  divine. 

198  C.  M.  84 

ChrisCs  Meekness. 

1  Wh'it  grace.  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shorn 

Around  thy  steps  below; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe ! 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee ! 

Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  othwrg'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 


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Learning  of  thee. 
\  0  Lord,  when  we  the  path  retrace 
Which  thou  on  earth  hast  trod; 
To  man  thy  wondrous  love  and  grace, 

Thy  faithfulness  to  God ; 
Thy  love,  by  man  so  sorely  tried. 

Proved  stronger  than  the  gTave ; 
The  very  spear  that  pierced  thy  side. 
Drew  forth  the  blood  to  save; 

2  0  Lord,  with  sorrow  and  with  shamo 

Before  thee  we  confess 
How  little  we.  who  bear  thy  name, 

Thy  mind,  thy  ways  express. 
Give  us  thy  meek,  thy  lowly  mind: 

We  would  obedient  be ; 
And  all  our  rest  and  pleasure  find 

In  learning,  Lord,  of  Hi**. 


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200 


C.  M. 

The  Man  of  Sorrows. 


203 


L.  M. 


1  A  pilgrim  through  this  loiu'ljr  world. 

The  blessed  Saviour  passed  ; 
A  mourner  all  his  life  was  he, 
A  dying  lamb  at  last. 

2  That  tender  heart  which  felt  for  all. 

For  us  its  life-blood  gave; 
It  found  on  earth  no  resting-place, 
Save  only  in  the  grave. 

3  Such  was  our  Lord ;  and  shall  we  fear 

The  cross  with  all  its  scorn? 
Or  love  a  faithless,  evil  world, 
That  wreathed  his  brow  with  thoru  ? 

4  No :  facing  all  its  frowns  or  smiles, 

Like  him,  obedient  still, 
We  homeward  press,  through  storm  or  calm, 
To  Zion's  blessed  hill. 


201 


C.  M. 


82 
When  he  shall  appear  ice  shall  be  like  him. 

1  Oh  !  mean  may  seem  this  house  of  clay, 

Yet  'twas  the  Lord's  abode; 
Our  feet  may  mourn  this  thorny  way, 
Yet  here  Immaeuel  trod. 

2  This  fleshly  robe  the  Lord  did  wear; 

This  watch  the  Lord  did  keep; 
These  burdens  sore  the  Lord  did  bear; 
These  tears  the  Lord  did  weep. 

3  But  not  this  fleshly  robe  alone 

Shall  link  us,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Nor  always  in  the  tear  and  groan 
Shall  the  dear  kindred  be. 

4  We  shall  be  reckoned  for  thine  own, 

Because  thy  heaven  we  share ; 
Because  we  sing  around  thy  throne, 
And  thy  bright  raiment  wear. 


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L.  M. 


70 

Christ  our  Example. 
1  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine; 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
la  wondrous  love,  0  Son  of  God ! 

I  Oh,  who  like  thee,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light— 
Oh,  who  like  thee  did  ever  go 
So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe  ? 

3  Oh,  who  like  thee  60  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men,  before? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high. 
So  glorious  in  humility? 

4  Oh,  in  thy  light  be  mine  to  go 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe: 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God. 


Following  the  Example  of  Christ. 

1  My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  eeal. 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love  and  meekness  so  diviue, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
More  (»f  thy  gracious  image  here; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  nam* 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


204 


L.  M.    6l. 


85 
The  Sympathy  of  Jems. 

1  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view. 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who  not  in  vain 
Experienced  every  human  pain; 

He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do ; 

Still  he  who  felt  temptation's  power 

Will  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  hand,  his  voice,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while; 

Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed. 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

4  And,  oh,  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
Mv  painful  bed,  for  thou  hast  died; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 


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C.  M. 


Imitation  of  Christ  in  Self-denial. 

1  Wc  tread  the  path  our  master  trod; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  fe«t 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears; 
Yet  naught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise. 
And  naught  but  sin  our  fears, 


CHRIST — LIVING. 


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3  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 
Refining  as  we  run  ; 
And  while  w©  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 


206 


CM. 

Imitation  of  Christ. 


1  In  duties  and  in  suffering  too, 

Thy  path,  my  Lord,  I'd  trace; 
Ah  thou  hast  done,  so  would  I  do 
Depending  on  thy  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  'twas  thy  delight 

To  do  thy  Father's  will : 
Oh.  may  that  zeal  my  soul  excite 
Thy  precepts  to  fulfil. 

3  Unsullied  meekness,  truth  and  love 

Through  all  thy  conduct  shine; 
Oh,  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 


207 


L.  M. 


«9 


208 


C.  M. 


209 


L.  M. 


It  is  I;   be  not  a/raid. 

1  When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm. 
In  soothing  accents,  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I;  be  not  afraid." 

2  So,  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps. 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove, 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot 

Of  those  who  know  or  know  him  not. 

4  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come. 
While  trembling  nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  wake  the  pious  dead, 

"  Lo,  it  is  1 ;  be  not  afraid." 


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BS 


The  Transfiguration. 

1  Oh,  wondrous  type!  oh,  vision  fair 
Of  glory  that  the  church  shall  share. 
Which  Christ  upon  the  mountain  shows. 
Where  brighter  than  the  sun  he  glows. 

2  From  ase  to  age  the  tale  declare, 
How  with  the  three  disciples  there 
Where  Moses  and  Elias  meet, 

The  Lord  holds  converse  high  and  sweet. 

3  The  Law  and  Prophets  there  have  place, 
Two  chosen  witnesses  of  grace; 

The  Father's  voice,  from  out  the  cloud. 
Proclaims  his  only  Son  aloud. 

4  With  shining  face  and  bright  array, 
Christ  deigns  to  manifest  to-day 
What  glory  shall  be  theirs  above 
Who  joy  in  God  with  perfect  love. 


Miracles  oj  Christ. 

1  And  didst^thou,  Jesus,  condescend 

When  veiled  in  human  clay, 
To  heal  the  sick,  the  lame,  the  blind, 
And  drive  disease  away  ? 

2  Didst  thou  regard  the  beggar's  cry, 

And  cause  the  blind  to  see? 
Thou  Son  of  David,  hear,  oh,  hear. 
Have  mercy,  too,  on  me. 

3  And  didst  thou  pity  mortal  woe. 

And  sight  and  health  restore? 

Oh.  pity.  Lord,  and  save  my  soul. 

Which  needs  thy  mercy  more. 

4  Didst  thou  thy  trembling  servant  raise, 

When  sinking  in  the  wave? 
I  perish,  Lord;  oh,  save  my  soul; 
For  thou  alone  canst  save. 


CJirist  with  us. 

1  Oh,  where' is  he  that  trod  the  sea? 

Oh.  where  is  he  that  spake, 
And  demons  from  their  victims  flee, 
The  dead  their  slumbers  break  ? 

2  The  palsied  rise  in  freedom  strong, 

The  dumb  men  talk  and  sing. 
And  from  blind  eyes,  benighted  long, 
Bright  beams  of  morning  spring. 

3  Oh.  where  is  he  that  trod  the  sea? 

Jly  soul,  the  Lord  is  here, 
Let  all  thy  fears  be  hushed  in  thee : 
To  leap,  to  look,  to  hear, 

4  Be  thine :  thy  needs  he'll  satisfy ; 

Art  thou  diseased  or  dumb, 
Or  dost  thou  in  thy  hunger  cry? 
" I  come,"  saith  Christ,  " I  come!" 


211 


8s  &  7s. 


Cry  of  Bartimens. 

1  "  Mercy,  O  thou  Son  of  David," 

Thus  blind  Bartimeus  prayed, 
"  Others  by  thy  word  are  saved. 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him. 

But  he  called  the  louder  still. 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 
"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  "  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  bliudnegs, 

Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  day ! " 
Straight  he  saw  and,  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

4  Oh,  methiuks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around, 
"  Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  1 " 


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CHRIST. 


212 


L.  M. 


ClirisCs  Entry  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
Hark  I  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry : 
0  Saviour  meek,  pursue  thy  road 

With  palms  and  scattered  garmenti  strewed. 

2  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
In  lowly  pomp,  ride  on  to  die: 

0  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
The  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh : 
The  Father  on  his  sapphire  throne 
Awaits  his  own  anointed  .-on. 

4  Ride  on  !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
In  lowly  pomp,  ride  on  to  die ; 
Bow  thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain, 
Theu  take,  0  God,  thy  power,  and  reign. 


213 


L.  M. 


Th«  Entry  into  Jerusalem. 

1  What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains, 
Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still. 
So  sweetly  sound  from  Zion's  hill? 

2  Lo !  'tis  an  infant  chorus  sings 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings: 

The  Saviour  comes;  and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation,  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Messiah's  name  6haT.  Joy  impart 
Alike  to  Jew  and  Gentile  heart: 
He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  you, 
And  we  will  sing  hosanna  too. 

4  Proclaim  hosannas  loud  and  clear; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear; 
All  praise  on  earth  to  him  be  given. 
And  glory  shout  through  highest  heaven. 


215 


C.  M. 


214  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Likeness  to  Christ. 

1  Thou  art  0  Christ,  the  way : 

Thyself  reveal  to  me: 
And  let  me  humbly,  day  by  day. 
Live,  move,  and  walk  in  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  divine: 

Its  fulness  may  I  see; 
Believe,  and  find  the  promise  mine, 
"  The  Truth  shall  make  you  free." 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  of  God  ; 

By  thee  the  dying  live : 
In  wie  diffuse  thyself  abroad. 
And  life  eternal  give. 

4  Thus,  by  thyself,  the  Way, 

I  to  the  Father  come ; 
Led  by  the  Truth,  I  cannot  stray ; 
The  Life  and  I  are  one. 


T8 


The  true  and  living  Way. 

1  Thou  art  the  Way,— to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee : 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek. 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth,— thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life,— the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Nor  death  or  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win. 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 


CHRIST— DYING. 
216  L.  M.  101 

Christ  in  Gethsemane. 

1  'Tis  midnight;  and  on  Olive's  brow 

The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone; 
'Tis  midnight;  in  the  garden  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight;  and,  from  all  removed. 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether  plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 


217 


8s  &  6s. 


Gethsemane. 

1  Beyond  where  Kedron's  waters  flow, 
Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go 

To  sad  Gethsemane ; 
His  countenance  is  all  divine, 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 

2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men ; 
He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again, 

In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above, 
"  Jly  Father,  can  this  cup  remove?  " 


CHRIST— DYING. 


45 


3  With  gentle  resignation  still, 
He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will, 

In  sad  Gethsemaue ; 
"Behold  me  here,  thine  only  Sou; 
And,  Father,  let  thy  will  be  done." 

4  The  Father  heard;  and  angels,  there, 
Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in  prayer 

In  sad  Gethsemaue ; 
He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain, 
Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  agaiu. 

5  When  storms  of  sorrow  round  us  sweep, 
And  scenes  of  anguish  make  us  weep, 

To  sad  Gethsemane 
We'll  look,  and  see  the  Saviour  there, 
And  humbly  bow,  like  him,  in  prayer. 

218  C  M.  88 

The  Agony  of  the  Garden. 

1  Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 

On  which  the  Lord  was  laid ; 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down ; 
In  agony  he  prayed : 

2  "  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will  ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 
Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil." 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner:  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee ; 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear; 

Thy  Father's  will  obey ; 
And  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

219  7s.  6l.  10* 

Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour  : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away ; 

Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment  hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 
Oh.  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

Oh,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete : 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 


220 


L.  M. 


Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  Behold  the  sin-atouing  Lamb, 

With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love; 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
See  him  descending  from  above. 

2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid ; 

He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load ; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid, 
In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood 

3  To  save  a  guilty  world,  he  dies; 

Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb ; 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound  ; 

He  can  the  richest  blessings  give ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found; 
He  bids  the  dying  sinner  live. 


221 


L.  M. 


101 


Looking  unto  Jesus. 

1  Saviour,  I  think  upon  that  hour, 

When  thou,  the  Shepherd  of  the  flock, 
The  Prince  of  peace,  the  Lord  of  power, 
Wert  the  priest's  scorn,  the  soldier's  mock. 

2  And  bleeding  from  the  Roman  rod, 

And  scoffed  at  by  the  heartless  Jew, 
I  hear  thee  plead  for  them  to  God,— 
"  Father,  they  know  not  what  they  do.' 

3  And  then  I  lift  my  trembling  eyes 

To  that  bright  seat,  where,  placed  on  high, 
The  great,  the  atoning  sacrifice, 
For  me,  for  all,  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Be  thou  my  guard  on  peril's  brink  ; 

Be  thou  my  guide  through  weal  or  woe; 
And  teach  me  of  thy  cup  to  drink; 
And  make  me  in  thy  path  to  go. 


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in 


Sin  wounding  Jesus. 

1  My  sins,  my  sins,  my  Saviour, 

How  sad  on  thee  they  fall ! 
Seen  through  thy  gentle  patience, 
I  tenfold  feel  them  all. 

2  I  know  they  are  forgiven. 

But  still  their  pain  to  me 
Is  all  the  grief  and  anguish 
They  laid,  my  Lord,  on  thee. 

3  My  sins,  my  sins,  my  Saviour,— 

Their  guilt  I  never  knew 

Till  with  thee  in  the  desert 

I  near  thy  passion  drew ; 

4  Till  with  thee  in  the  garden 

I  heard  thy  pleading  prayer, 

And  saw  the  sweat-drops  bloody 

That  told  thy  sorrows  there. 


46 


CHRIST. 


223 


CM. 

Humiliation  of  Christ. 


1  And  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 

The  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust 
That  guilty  man  might  rise  ? 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high,— 
Surprising  mercy  .'love  unknown  !— 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  suffered  in  his  stead ; 
For  sinful  man,— oh,  wondrous  grace  !- 
For  sinful  man  he  bled. 

4  0  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thine  atoning  blood ! 
By  this  are  sinners  saved  from  hell 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 


224  S.  M.  10tt 

Christ  on  the  Cross. 

1  Behold  th'  amazing  sight, 

The  Saviour  lifted  high ; 
Behold  the  Sou  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony. 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 

Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  painful  smart, 

And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3  For  us  he  hung  and  bled, 

For  us  in  torture  died ; 
'Twas  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head, 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore 

In  sympathy  of  love; 
I  feel  the  strong,  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  In  thee  our  hearts  unite, 

Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone, 
But  from  the  cross  pursue  their  flight 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 


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7s  &  6s. 


in 


My  Saviour. 

1  0  sacred  Head,  now  wounded ! 

With  grief  and  shame  bowed  down  ; 
0  sacred  brow,  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown ! 
Once  on  a  throne  of  glory, 

Adorned  with  light  divine, 
Now  all  despised  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 


2  On  me,  as  thou  art  dying, 

Oh,  turn  thy  pitying  eye ! 
To  thee  for  mercy  crying 

Before  thy  cross  I  lie. 
Thine,  thine  the  bitter  passion, 

Thy  pain  is  all  for  uie  ; 
Mine,  mine  the  deep  transgression, 

My  sins  are  all  on  thee. 

3  What  language  can  I  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend 
For  all  this  dying  sorrow, 

Of  all  my  woes  the  end? 
Oh,  can  I  leave  thee  ever? 

Then  do  not  thou  leave  me : 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 


226 


C.  M. 


Of  whom  I  am  Chief. 

1  I  see  the  crowd  in  Pilate's  hall, 

I  mark  their  wrathful  mein ; 
Their  shouts  of  "  crucify  "  appal, 
With  blasphemy  between. 

2  And  of  that  shouting  multitude 

I  feel  that  I  am  one ; 
And  in  that  din  of  voices  rude 
I  recognize  my  own. 

3  1  see  the  scourges  tear  his  back, 

I  see  the  piercing  crown, 
And  of  that  crowd  who  smite  and  mock, 
I  feel  that  I  am  one. 

4  'Twas  I  that  shed  the  sacred  blood; 

I  nailed  him  to  the  tree ; 
I  crucified  the  Christ  of  God, 
I  joined  the  mockery. 

5  Yet  not  the  less  that  blood  avails 

To  cleanse  away  my  sin : 
And  not  the  less  that  cross  prevails 
To  give  me  peace  within. 


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L.  M. 


Sufferings  of  Oirist. 

1  Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord ; 
Behold,  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

3  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored ; 

His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

4  Oh,  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live: 
The  Lord  will  bear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 


CHRIST — DYING 


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C.  M. 


He  gave  himself  for  me. 

1  Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears. 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away; 


'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


229 


S.  M. 


Christ  gives  his  Life  for  the  Sheep. 

1  Like  sheep  we  went  astray, 

And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
Bui  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  1 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  nock. 


230 


L.  M. 


88 
A  dying  Saviour. 

1  Stretched  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies; 
Hark !  his  expiring  groans  arise ; 

See,  from  his  bands,  his  feet,  his  side. 
Descends  the  sacred,  crimson  tide. 

2  And  didst  thou  bleed?— for  sinners  bleed? 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed? 

No ;  he  withdrew  his  cheering  ray, 
And  darkness  veiled  the  mourning  day. 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  mercy  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Unmoved  by  either  love  or  pain? 

i  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart. 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 


231 


C.  M. 


It  is  finished. 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 

Upon  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  I 

2  "  My  God,"  he  cries  ;  all  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend, 
The  gate  of  death  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  "  'Tis  finished  ;  now  the  ransom's  paid  I 

lteceive  my  soul !"  he  cries: 

Behold,  he  bows  his  sacred  head, 

He  bows  his  head  and  dies  1 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  tyrant  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine: 
0  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  ? 


232 


C.  M. 

Christ's  great  Love. 


1  How  condescending  and  how  kind 

Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  misery  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes. 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne ; 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

3  This  was  compassion,  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  mver  withdrew. 

4  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  a<  great ; 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 


233 


7s. 


Sufficiency  of  Grace  in  Christ. 

1  Weeping  saint,  no  longer  mourn ; 
Surely  Christ  thy  griefs  hath  borne ; 
Jesus,  best  of  friends,  for  thee, 
Numbered  with  transgressors,  see  I 

2  He  the  wine-press  trod  alone; 
Hear  the  Man  of  sorrows  groan ; 
Mocked  and  bruised,  and  crowned  with  thorns, 
He  his  Father's  absence  mourns. 

3  All  thy  sins,  when  Jesus  bled, 
Met  on  his  devoted  head ; 

All  thy  hope  on  Jesus  place; 
Plead  his  promise,  trust  hie  grace. 

4  At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay; 
Christ  shall  smile  thy  fears  away ; 
He  thy  guilt  and  sorrow  bore; 
Weeping  saint,  lament  no  more. 


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CHRIST. 


234 


C.  M. 


Redemption  by  Christ. 

1  Behold  what  pity  touched  the  heart 

Of  God's  eternal  Son ; 
Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

2  His  living  power  and  dying  love 

Redeemed  unhappy  men, 
And  raised  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 

3  To  theo,  0  Lord,  our  noblest  powers 

We  joyfully  resign; 
Blest  Jesus,  take  us  for  thy  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

235  L.  M.  9& 

The  Grace  of  God  in  Christ. 

1  Nature  with  open  volume  stands, 

To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad; 
And  every  labor  of  his  hands 
Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn, 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  truth  and  mercy  strangely  join 
To  pierce  his  Son  with  keenest  smart, 
And  make  the  purchased  pleasures  m iue. 

4  Oh,  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  God,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died  ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

5  I  would  forever  speak  his  name. 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown. 

With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 

And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 


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7s,  &  4. 


10? 


The  Voice  from  Calvary. 
1  Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  6ky : 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 
i  "  It  is  finished ! "  Oh,  what  pleasure 
Bo  these  charming  words  afford! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord: 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  a,new,  ye  seraphs; 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 


537 


L.  M. 


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Christ  expiring  upon  the  Cross. 

1  "  'Tis  finished  ! "—so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died: 
"  'Tis  finished !  "—yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  "  'Tis  finishfd !  "—this  his  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  deepest  hue  atone, 

And  millions  be  redeemed  from  death 
By  Jesus'  last,  expiring  breath. 

3  "  'Tis  finished  !  "—Heaven  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoiled ; 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

4  "  'Tis  finished !  "—let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  • 
"  'Tis  finished  !  "—let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 


238 


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It  is  finished. 

1  "  It  is  finished !  "  shall  we  raise 
Songs  of  sorrow,  or  of  praise  ? 
Mourn  to  see  the  Saviour  die, 
Or  proclaim  his  victory  ? 

2  If  of  Calvary  we  tell, 

How  can  songs  of  triumph  swell? 
If  of  man  redeemed  from  woe, 
How  shall  notes  of  mourning  flow? 

3  Ours  the  guilt  which  pierced  his  side ; 
Ours  the  sin  for  which  he  died; 

But  the  blood  which  fiowed  that  day 
Washed  our  sin  and  guilt  away. 

4  Lamb  of  God !  thy  death  hath  given 
Pardon,  peace,  and  hope  of  heaven : 
"  It  is  finished !  "  let  us  raise 
Songs  of  thankfulness  and  praise. 


239 


H.  M. 


04 


The  efficacious  Fountain. 

1  From  thy  dear,  pierced  side. 

Unspotted  Lamb  of  God, 
Came  forth  a  mingled  stream 

Of  water  and  of  blood : 
My  sinful  soul  I  Till  every  stain 

There  I  would  lay,      |  Is  washed  away. 

2  'Tis  from  this  sacred  spring 

A  sovereign  virtue  flows. 
To  heal  my  painful  wounds, 

And  cure  my  deadly  woes: 
Here.  then.  I'll  bathe,  I  Till  not  a  wound 
And  bathe  again,        I  Or  woe  remain. 

3  A  fountain  'tis,  unsealed, 

Divinely  rich  and  free, 
Open  for  all  who  come, 

And  open,  too,  for  me: 
To  this  pure  fount       I  Come,  sinners,  come, 
Will  I  repair:  I  There's  mercy  there. 


CHRIST— RISING. 


>iO  C.  M. 

He  died  for  me. 

1  0  Jesus !  sweet  the  tears  I  shed, 

While  at  thy  cross  I  kueel, 
Gaze  at  thy  wounded,  faiutiug  head, 
And  all  thy  sorrows  feel. 

2  My  heart  dissolves  to  see  thee  bleed, 

This  heart  so  hard  before ; 
I  hear  thee  tor  the  guilty  plead. 
And  grief  o'erflows  the  more. 

3  I  know  this  cleansing  blood  of  thine 

Was  shed,  dear  Lord,  for  me,— 
For  me.  for  all,— oh,  grace  divine!— 
Who  look  by  faith  on  thee. 

4  0  Christ  of  God !  0  spotless  Lamb ! 

By  love  my  soul  is  drawn : 
Henceforth,  forever,  thine  I  am ; 
Here  life  and  peace  are  born. 

241  7s  &  6s.  lfl 

Gazitig  on  Christ's  Suffering. 

1  0  Christ !  what  consolation 

Doth  in  our  hearts  take  place, 
When  we  thy  toil  and  passion 
Can  joyfully  retrace. 

2  Ah !  should  we,  while  thus  musing 

On  our  Redeemer's  cross, 
E'en  life  itself  be  losing. 
Great  gain  would  be  that  loss. 

3  We  give  thee  thanks  unfeigned, 

O  Jesus !  friend  in  neetj, 
For  what  thy  soul  sustained, 
When  thou  for  us  didst  bleed. 

4  Grant  us  to  lean  unshaken 

Upon  thy  faithfulness, 
Until  to  glory  taken 
We  see  thee  face  to  face. 


CHRIST  — RISING. 
L.  M. 


88 


242 

O  Death,  where  is  thy  Sting  f 

1  He  dies  .'—the  Friend  of  sinners  dies; 

Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies ; 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree : 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ! 

But,  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see,— 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again ! 

3  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb; 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell. 
And  led  the  tyrant  Death  in  chains. 
5 


5  Say  "Live  forever,  glorious  King. 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  J 
Then  ask"0  Death,  where  is  thy  sting?" 
And  where  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  Gray?  ?  " 


243 


7s. 


104 


Sing,  0  Heavens. 

1  Sing,  0  heavens !  0  earth,  rejoice ! 
Angel  harp  and  human  voice, 
Round  him,  as  he  rises,  raise 
Your  ascending  Saviour's  praise. 

2  Bruised  is  the  serpent's  head, 
Hell  is  vanquished,  Death  is  dead, 
And  to  Christ,  gone  up  on  high, 
Captive  is  Captivity. 

3  All  his  work  and  warfare  done. 
He  into  his  heaven  is  gone, 
And  beside  his  Father  s  throne, 
Now  is  pleading  for  his  own. 


244 


7s. 


105 


Praise /or  the  Resurrection. 

1  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away ; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey: 
See !  he  rises  from  the  tomb,— 
Rises  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tie  the  Saviour ;  seraphs,  raise 
Your  triumphant  shouts  of  praise; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy  inspiring  sound. 

3  Lift,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise ; 
Hosts  of  angels  on  the  road 
Hail  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs. 
Praise  him  with  your  golden  lyres; 
Praise  him  in  your  noblest  songs; 
Praise  him  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 


245 


H.  M. 


Captivity  led  captive. 

1  The  happy  morn  is  come : 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
The  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 

Omnipotent  to  Bave: 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth  that  was  dead. 

2  Who  now  accuseth  them. 

For  whom  their  Ransom  died? 
Who  now  shall  those  condemn 
Whom  God  hath  justified  ? 
Captivity  is  captive  led; 
For  Jesus  liveth  that  was  dead. 

3  Christ  hath  the  ransom  paid : 

The  glorious  work  is  done ; 
On  him  our  help  is  laid, 

By  him  our  victory  won- 
Captivity  is  captive  led; 
For  Jesus  liveth  that  was  dead. 


50 


CHRIST. 


246 


C.  M. 


Ho 


The  Resurrection  Morntng. 
1  Blest  morning,  whose  young  dawning  rays 
Beheld  our  rising  God, 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  ahode. 

"i  A  silent  prisoner  in  the  tomb 
The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appoiuted  day. 

3  Hell  andthe  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  oiir  God,  in  vain  ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 


247 


7s. 


The  Conqueror  of  Death. 

1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day ; 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say : 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and,  earth,  reply: 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo !  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

Lo  1  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  th*  seal, 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell : 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led. 
Following  our  exalted  Head  : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

248       ,  .   S..  M.     . 

He  rose /or  our  justification. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  rose, 

Our  Jesus  left  the  dead. 
He  conquered  our  malignant  foes, 
And  Satan  captive  led. 

2  He  left  his  glorious  throne, 

To  make  our  peace  with  God ; 
Blessings  forever  on  his  name, 
He  bought  us  with  his  blood. 

3  For  us  his  life  he  paid. 

For  us  the  law  fulfilled ; 
On  him  our  load  of  guilt  was  laid ; 
We  by  his  stripes  are  healed. 

4  Te  saints,  adore  his  name. 

Who  hath  such  mercy  shown; 
Ye  6inners,  love  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
And  uake  his  praises  known.     ,  . 


249 


C.  M. 


For  our  Sakes. 

1  Thou,  Lord  of  all,  on  earth  hast  dwelt, 

Rejected  and  unknown; 
What  bitter  grief  thy  heart  hath  felt, 
Endured  by  thee  alone ! 

2  Thou  on  the  cross  didst  suffer,  too, 

More  than  man's  eye  could  see ; 
For  then  the  wrath  that  was  our  due 
Was  poured,  0  Lord,  on  thee. 

3  But  thou  art  risen,  and  now  we  know 

That  thou,  in  heaven  above, 
For  all  God's  children  here  below 
Lost  feel  a  brother's  love. 

4  01^  may  we  ever  look  to  thee 

I  or  needed  grace  and  strength, 
Till  we  thy  face  in  glory  see, 
And  reign  with  thee  at  length. 

250      10s,  lis,  &  12s.        7B 

Death  conquered  and  his  Captives  rescued. 

1  Praise  the  Redeemer,  almighty  to  save; 
Iiunianuel  has  triumphed  o'er  Death  and  th« 

Gravel 
Sing,  for  the  door  of  the  dungeon  is  open, 
The  Captive  came  forth  at  the  dawn  of  the  day. 
How  vain  the  precautions  1  the  Biguet  is  broken  ; 
The  watchmen  in  terror  have  fled  far  away, 
Praise  the  Redeemer,  almighty  to  save, 
Immanuel  has   triumphed  o'er  Death   and   the 

Grave. 

2  Praise  the  Redeemer;  oh,  tell  of  his  love! 
Iu  pity  to  mortals  he  came  from  above. 
Who  shall  rebuild  for  the  tyrant  his  prison  ? 
The  sceptre  lies  broken  that  fell  from  his  hands. 
His  dominion  is  en<Ied ;  the  Lord  has  arisen, 
The  helpless  shall  soon  be  released  from  their 

bands. 
Praise  the  Redeemer,  almighty  to  save, 
Immanuel   has   triumphed   o'er  Death   and   th* 

Grave. 


251 


C.  P.  M. 


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Tlie  Reviving  of  Jems. 

1  Oh,  joyful  day  !  oh,  glorious  hour! 
When  Jesus,  by  almighty'power, 

Revived  and  left  the  grave ; 
In  all  his  works  behold  him  great, 
Before,  almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  now  to  save. 

2  The  first  begotten  from  the  dead, 
He's  risen  now,  his  people's  head, 

And  thus  our  life's  secure; 
What  though  this  earthly  house  should  fail. 
Almighty  power  will  yet  prevail, 

Our  resurrection  's  sure. 

3  Ye  ransom'd,  let  your  praise  resound, 
And  in  your  Master's  work  abound, 

His  blessed  work  of  love  : 
Be  sure  your  labor  .'s  not  in  rain, 
For  we  with  Jesus  soon  shall  reign, 

With  Jesus  dwell  above 


CHRIST— RISING. 


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252 


C.  M. 


T4 


The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  Hosanna  to  the  Priuce  of  Light, 

Who  clothed  himself  in  clay, 
Entered  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away, 

2  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  scatters  blessings  down ; 
Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

3  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues. 

To  reach  his  blest  abode  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

*  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings. 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise; 
Let  heaven,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise. 


>53 


7s. 


Mary  at  the  Saviour's  Tomb. 

1  Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 

Hasted  at  the  early  dawn  ; 
Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume, 
But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 

2  For  awhile  she  lingering  stood, 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise, 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 
Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

3  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice : 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead ; 
Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice. 

4  What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day! 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus's  sake, 
He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 


254 


C.  M. 


The  joyful  Tidings. 

1  "  The  Lord  is  risen."— oh,  what  joy 

These  blessed  tidings  give ! 

He  died,  our  enemies  to  destroy : 

He  lives;  we  therefore  live. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen,"— death  and  sin 

And  hell  all  conu,uer'd  are ; 
He's  gone  the  holiest  within 
Our  mansion  to  prepare. 

3  "The  Lord  is  risen,"— risen  too 

With  him  from  sin  and  death, 
Let  us  the  heavenly  things  pursue, 
And  die  to  all  beneath. 

4  Our  place  is  with  him  on  the  throne, 

Thfc  re,  with  the  Lord  we  love ; 
As  strangers  here  ourselves  we  own, 
Our  hearts,  our  home  above. 


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L.  M. 


A  living  Saviour. 

1  The  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die; 

He  lives,  the  Lord  enthroned  on  high; 
He  lives,  triumphant  o'er  the  grave; 
He  lives,  eternally  to  save. 

2  He  lives,  to  still  his  servant's  fears; 
He  lives,  to  wipe  away  their  tears;; 
He  lives,  their  mansions  to  prepare  ; 
He  lives,  to  bring  them  safely  there. 

3  Ye  mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears -, 
Dismiss  your  gloomy  doubts  and  fears : 
With  cheerful  hope  your  hearts  revive 
For  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  yet  alive. 

4  His  saints  he  loves,  and  never  leaves ; 
The  contrite  sinners  he  receives: 
Abundant  grace  will  he  afford, 

Till  all  are  present  with  the  Lord, 


256 


7s  &  8s. 


1)5 


Behold,  I  am  alive  for  evermore. 

1  Jesus  lives!  — henceforth  is  death 

But  the  gate  of  life  immortal ; 
This  shall  calm  our  trembling  breath, 
When  we  pass  its  gloomy  portal, 

2  Jesus  lives !  —  for  us  he  died ; 

Then,  alone  to  Jesus  living, 
Pure  in  heart  may  we  abide, 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  giving. 

3  Jesus  lives!  — our  hearts  know  well, 

Naught  from  us  his  love  shall  sever 
Life,  nor  death,  nor  powers  of  hell,    - 
Tear  us  from  his  keeping  ever. 

4  Jesus  lives!  —  to  him  the  throne 

Over  all  the  world  is  given : 
May  we  go  where  he  is  gone,   . 
Best  fuad  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 


257 


S.  M. 


71 


Redemption  completed. 

1  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed;" 

He  lives  to  die  no  more-; 
He  lives  the  sinners'  cause  to  plead. 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

2  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed;" 

Then  hell  has  lost  his  prey; 
With  him  is  risen  the  ransomed  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed ; " 

Attending  angels  hear; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

4  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord : 
Jein,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs. 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 


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CHRIST  — ASCENDING. 


258 


L.  M. 


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Glories  xttending  Cltriat's  Ascension, 

1  Lord,  when  thou  didst  asceud  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots,  that  attend  thy  etate. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there; 
While  he  pronounced  his  holy  law, 

And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  all  the  rebel  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  his  promised  Spirit  down. 
With  gifts  and  grace  lor  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 


259 


H.  M. 


Oirist  praised  /or  Redemption. 

1  Come,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 

And  feel  his  quickening  power, 
Unite,  with  one  accord, 
His  goodness  to  adore : 
To  heaven  and  earth  aloud  proclaim 
Your  great  Redeemer's  glorious  name. 

2  He  left  his  throne  above, 

His  glory  laid  aside, 
Came  down  on  wings  of  love, 

And  wept  and  bled  and  died. 
The  pangs  he  bore  what  tongue  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell  ? 

3  He  burst  the  grave ;  lie  rose 

Victorious  from  the  dead; 
And  thence  his  vanquished  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led :  [rode. 

Up  through  the  heavens  the  Conqueror 
Triumphant  to  the  throne  of  God. 

4  Soon  he  again  will  come,— 

His  chariot  will  not  stay,— 
To  take  his  children  home 

To  realms  of  endless  day: 
There  shall  we  see  him  face  to  face, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace. 


260 


L.  M. 


Christ's  Ascension. 
1  0  Saviour,  who  for  man  hast  trod 
The  wine-press  of  the  wrath  of  God, 
Ascend  and  claim  again  on  high 
Thy  glory  left  for  us  to  die. 


2  A  radiant  cloud  is  now  thy  Beat, 

And  earth  lies  stretched  beneath  thy  feet; 
Ten  thousand  thousands  round  thee  sing, 
And  share  the  triumph  of  their  King. 

3  The  angel  host  enraptured  waits; 
Lift  up  your  head,  eternal  gates! 

O  God  and  Man,  the  Father's  throne 
Is  now,  for  evermore,  thine  own ! 

4  Our  great  High-Priest  and  Shepherd,  thop 
Within  the  veil  art  entered  now. 

To  offer  there  thy  precious  blood. 
Once  poured  on  earth  a  cleansing  flood. 

5  0  Christ,  our  Lord,  of  thy  dear  care 
Thy  lowly  members  heavenward  bear; 
Be  ours  with  ihee  to  suffer  pain, 
With  thee  for  evermore  to  reign. 


6* 


261  C.  M. 

Let  all  the  Earth  praise  Cltrist. 

1  Oh.  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

lo  God,  the  sovereign  King} 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ. 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  G<  d,  ascends  on  high ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets'  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Speak  forth  his  praise  with  awe  profound 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  song; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound, 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

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The  King  of  Glory  shall  come  in. 

1  flail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 
To  his  throne  above  the  skies ; 
Christ,  the  Lamb  for  sinners  given, 
Enters  now  the  highest  heaven. 

2  Lo !  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives, 
Yet  he  loves  the  earth  ho  leaves; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

3  Still  for  us  lie  intercedes, 

His  prevailing  death  he  pleads, 
Near  hi meeLf  prepares  our  place. 
Great  Forerunner  of  our  race. 

4  Lord,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  the  starry  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise, 
t'eekiug  thee  above  the  skiea.   * 


CHRIST— INTERCEDING. 


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263 


L.  M. 


Faithfulness. 
1  He  lives !  he  lives !  and  sits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there; 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

3  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 
Shall  famine,  sword,  or  nakedness? 
He  who  hath  loved  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

3  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power; 
.  It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour : 

Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope; 

Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 


264 


H.  M. 


94 


A  great  High  Priest  in  the  Heavens. 
1  Th'  atoning  work  is  done, 

The  victim's  blood  is  shed. 
And  Jesus  now  is  gone 

His  people's  cause  to  plead : 
He  stands  in  heaven,  their  great  High  Priest, 

And  bears  their  names  upon  his  breast. 

3  No  temple'  made  with  hands 

His  place  of  service  is ; 
In  heaven  itself  he  stands, 

A  heavenly  priesthood  his : 
In  him  the  shadows  of  the  law 
Are  all  fulfilled,  and  now  withdraw. 

S  And  though  awhile  he  be 

Hid  from  the  eyes  of  men, 
His  people  look  to  see 

Their  great  High  Priest  again : 
In  brightest  glory  he  will  come ; 
And  take  his  waiting  people  home. 


265 


L.  M. 


99 

Peace  and  Hope  through  Christ's  Intercession. 

1  He  lives !  the  great  Redeemer  lives ! 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives! 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
He  pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  armed  with  frowns,  appears ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  dark,  despairinar  thoughts ; 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise ; 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

',  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend, 
On  thee  our  bumble  hopes  depend; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  thou  dost  plead,  and  must  prevail. 
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7s,  8s,  & 


is. 


Jems,  my  Hope  and  Trust. 

1  Jesus  lives,  and  so  shall  I ; 

Death,  thy  sting  is  gone  forever: 
He  who  deigned  for  me  to  die. 

Lives  the  bands  of  death  to  sever. 
He  shall  raise  me  with  the  just: 
Jesus  is  my  hope  and  trust.  ' 

2  Jesns  lives,  and  God  extends 

Grace  to  each  returning  sinner; 
Rebels  he  receives  as  friends, 

And  exalts  to  highest  honor. 
God  is  true  as  he  is  just ; 
Jesus  is  my  hope  and  trust. 

3  Jesus  lives,  and  death  is  now 

But  my  entrance  into  glory. 
Courage,  then,  my  soul,  for  thou 

Hast  a  crown  of  life  before  thee; 
Thou  shalt  find  thy  hopes  were  just* 
Jesus  is  my  hope  aiid  trust. 


267 


C.  M. 


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High  Priest. 

1  Now  let  our  cheerful  eves  survey 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathizing  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  heaven's  exalted  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around. 
And  high  o'er  all  the  hosts  of  light, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned, 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems  and  monuments  and  crowns 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  our  breasts 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  agee  borne. 


268 


L.  M. 

Advocate. 


91 


1  Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye, 
See  where  the  great  Redeemer  stands ; 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high, 
With  precious  incense  in  his  hands. 

2  He  sweetens  every  humble  groan. 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer; 
Recline  thy  hope  on  him  alone. 
Whose  power  and  love  forbid  despair. 

3  Teach  my  weak  heart,  0  gracious  Lord, 
With  stronger  faith  to  call  thee  mine: 
Bid  me  pronounce  the    blissful  word, 

"  My  Father,  God,"  with  joy  divine. 


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CHRIST. 


269  C.  M. 

Christ  a  merciful  High  Priest. 

1  With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above: 

His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness; 

His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  each  distressing  hour. 


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270  0.  M. 

A  Name  above  every  Name. 

1  Jesus,  in  thy  transporting  name 

What  glories  meet  our  eyes ! 
Thou  art  the  seraphs'  lofty  theme, 
The  wonder  of  the  skies. 

2  Well  might  the  heavens  with  wonder  view 

A  love  so  strange  as  thine ; 
No  thought  of  angels  ever  knew 
Compassion  so  divine. 

3  And  didst  thou,  Saviour,  leave  the  sky, 

To  sink  beneath  our  woes? 
Didst  thou  descend  to  bleed  and  die 
For  thy  rebellious  foes? 

4  Oh,  may  our  willing  hearts  confess 

Thy  sweet,  thy  gentle  sway ; 
Glad  captives  of  thy  matchless  grace, 
Thy  righteous  rule  obey. 


CHRIST— REIGNING, 
271  0.  M. 

Christ's  Coronation. 


68 


I  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name, 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
2Te  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
A  remnant  weak  and  small. 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


Oh  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng. 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


272 


S.   M. 

Hail  to  the  King. 


1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  sing 

Of  him  who  died  lor  thee; 
And  hail  him  as  thy  matchless  King 
Through  all  eternity. 

2  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  peace. 

Whose  power  a  sceptre  sways. 
From  pole  to  pole,  that  wars  may  cease 
Absorbed  in  prayer  and  praise. 

3  His  reign  shall  know  no  end; 

And  round  his  pierced  feet 

Fair  flowers  of  Paradise  extend 

Their  fragrance  ever  sweet. 


273 


C.  M. 


9* 


The  Lamb  on  the  Thron: 
2  Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Amid  his  Father's  throne; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name. 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet. 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head ! 

4  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood. 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  the*. 


274 


L   M. 


90 


Blessing  and  Honor  to  the  Lamb. 

1  What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

To  thee,  0  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  angel6  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain. 

The  Prince  of  life  that  groaned  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid. 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn: 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
He  wears  a  crown  without  a  thorn. 

4  Blessings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men.* 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name. 
And  every  creature  say  "  Amen." 


CHRIST— REIGNING. 


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275  S.  M.  TT 

Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

1  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power , 
Sing,  now  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say,— 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come;" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

*  There  shall  our  raptured  tongue 
His  endless  praise  proclaim; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

276  8s  &  7s.  100 

Jesus  exalted  to  the  Throne. 

1  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide; 
All  the  heavenly  host*  adore  thee. 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

2  TliTe  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding. 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give, 

277  L.  M. 

Deity,  Humiliation,  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

1  Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 

To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  : 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done, 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light. 

And  those  bright  robes  he  wore  above: 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight, 
•    On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 

3  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay; 
Th'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth. 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

4  Among  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 

Jesus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns : 
His  eacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues. 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains. 


278 


H.  M. 


95 


Christ  a  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

1  Join  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

Or  angels  ever  bore : 
All  are  too  mean  Too  mean  to  set 

To  speak  his  worth,    )     The  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  l>h-ss  thy  name; 
By  thee  the' joy  fill  news 

Of  our  salvation  came, 
Tlie  joyful  news  I  Of  hell  subdued.. 

Of  sins  forgiven,  |  And  peace  with  heaven, 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died; 
Our  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside : 
His  precious  blood     I     And  now  it  pleads 
Did  once  atone,  |     Before  the  throne. 

4  0  thou  almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  our  King,  . 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace,  we  sing. 
Thine  is  the  power;    I      In  willing  bonds 
Oh,  make  us  sit  |      Beneath  thy  feet 


279 


C.  P.  M. 


59 


The  Exaltation  of  Jesus. 

1  Blessed  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God, 

Who  hast  redeemed  us  with  thy  blood, 

From  sin  and  death  and  shame; 
With  joy  and  praise  thy  people  see 
The  crown  of  glory  worn  by  thee. 
And  worthy  thee  proclaim. 

2  Exalted  by  the  Father's  love, 

All  thrones  and  powers  and  names  above, 

In  earth  below  or  heaven : 
Wisdom  and  riches,  power  divine, 
Blessing  and  honor,  Lord,  are  thine, 

All  things  to  thee  are  given. 

3  Head  of  the  church,  thou  sittest  there, 
Thy  bride  shall  all  thy  glory  share: 

Thy  fulness,  Lord,  is  ours ; 
Our  life  thou  art,  thy  grace  sustains, 
Thy  strength  in  uslhe  vict'ry  gains 

O'er  sin  and  Satan's  powers. 


280 


C.  M. 


*0 


One  Song  in  Heaven  and  Earth. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angel's  round  the  throne; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one, 

2  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  :" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply. 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 


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3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air  and  earth  and  seas, 

Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high. 

And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


281 


8s  &  7s. 


Christ  enthroned  and  worshipped. 

1  Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  note  of  praise  above ; 
Jesus  reigns,  a:  d  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love; 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne; 
Jesus  rales  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth : 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens. 

Cheers,  and  charms  thj  saints  on  earth  : 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  forever; 

Thin*  an  everlasting  crown: 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own  J 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away : 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

282  7s.  104 

A  victorious  Saviour. 

1  Crowns  of  glory  ever  bright 

Rest  upon  the  Conqueror's  head  ; 
Crowns  of  glory  are  his  right,— 
His,  "  who  liveth  and  was  dead." 

2  He  subdned  the  powers  of  hell  ; 

In  the  fight  he  stood  alone : 
All  his  foes  before  him  fell, 
By  his  single  arm  o'erthrown. 

3  His  the  battle,  his  the  toil ; 

His  the  honorB  of  the  day; 

His  the  glory  and  the  spoil : 

Jesus  bears  them  all  away. 

4  Now  proclaim  his  deeds  afHr; 

Fill  the  world  with  his  renown ; 
His  alone  the  victor's  car; 
Hie  the  everlasting  crown. 


283 


L.  M. 


Ah  ancient  Hymn  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  0  Christ,  our  King,  Creator,  Lord, 
Sav  our  of  all  who  trust  thy  word, 
To  them  who  seek  thee  ever  near, 
Now  to  our  praises  bend  thine  ear. 

2  In  thy  dear  cross  a  grace  is  found,— 

It  flows  from  every  streaming  wound,— 
Whose  power  our  inbred  sin  controls, 
Breaks  the  firm  bond,  and  frees  our  souls 

i  When  thou  dids  hang  upon  the  tree, 
The  quaking  earth  acknowledged  thee ; 
When  thou  didst  there  yield  up  thy  breath 
The  world  grew  dark  as  shades  of  death. 

4  Now  in  the  Father's  glory  high, 
Oreat  Conqueror,  never  more  to  die, 
Cs  by  thy  mighty  power  defend, 
And  reign  through  ages  without  end. 

284         8s,  7s,  &  4.  107 

Coronation  of  tlie  King  of  Kings, 

1  Look,  ye  saints;  the  sight  is  glorious, 

See  the  Man  of  sorrows  now ; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious. 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow : 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him ; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him. 
While  the  heavenly  concave  rings: 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim  ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name: 

Crown  him,  crown  him; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

4  Hark !  those  bursts  of  acclamation  ! 

Hark!  those  loud  triumphant  cords! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  ; 
Oh,  what  joy  the  sight  affords! 

Crown  him.  crown  him. 
King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords. 

L.  M. 

All  for  us. 

1  Oh.  how  deep,  how  broad,  how  high ; 
1^  fills  the  heart  with  ecstasy. 

That  God,  the  Son  of  God,  should  take 
Our  mortal  form  for  mortal's  sake. 

2  For  us  he  was  baptized,  and  bore 
His  holy  fast,  and  hungerd'  sore; 
For  us  temptation  sharp  he  knew; 
For  us  the  tempter  overthrew. 

3  For  us  he  pray'd.  for  us  he  taught, 
For  us  his  daily  works  he  wrought, 
By  words  and  signs  and  actions,  thus 
Still  seeking,  not  himself,  but  us. 


285 


99 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 


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4  For  us  to  wicked  men  betray'd, 
Scourged,  niock'd,  in  purple  robe  array'd, 
He  bore  tbe  6hameful  cross  and  death ; 
For  us  at  length  gave  up  his  breath. 

*>  For  us  he  rose  from  death  again, 
For  ni  he  went  on  high  to  reign, 
For  us  be  sent  his  Spirit  here 
To  guide,  to  strengthen,  and  to  cheer. 

286  S.  M.     .  t8 

"  The  Lord  is  King.'1'' 
I  The  Lord  our  God  is  King. 
His  rule,  his  name  is  love : 
Let  earth  with  hallelujahs  ring, 
And  heaven  respond  above ! 


2  His  counsels  he  may  keep 

Hidden  from  mortal  sight ; 
His  ends  may  be  a  soundless  deep; 
But  all  he  wills  is  right. 

3  Never  shall  wrong  prevail, 

Whate'er  his  foes  may  do : 
His  word  is  given,  aud  shall  not  fail ; 
For  all  he  saith  is  true. 

4  Dread  storms  may  mark  his  path ; 

Darkness  may  o'er  it  brood: 
The  round  world  shake  as  with  his  wrath; 
But  all  be  doth  is  good. 

5  Then  sine,  the  Lord  is  King; 

f^ing,  for  bis  name  is  love; 

Let  earth  with  hallelujahs  ring, 

And  heaven  respond  above. 


THE     HOLY     SPIRIT 


287 


L.  M. 


The  Spirit  enlightening  "nd  renewing. 

1  Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 

And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin; 
Our  wild,  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

288  S.  M.  r2 

The  Guidance  of  the  Spirit. 

1  'Tis  God  the  Spirit  leads 

In  paths  before  unknown; 
Tbe  work  to  be  performed  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Supported  by  his  grace, 

We  still  pursue  our  way; 
And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'Tis  he  that  works  to  will, 

'Tis  he  that  works  to  do; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
HiB  be  the  glory  too. 


289 


C.  M. 


84 


Sovereignty  of  the  Spirit. 

1  The  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind, 

Blows  when  and  where  he  please; 
How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enlivening  breeze ! 

2  He  moulds  tbe  carnal  mind  afresh, 

Subdues  the  power  of  sin, 
Transforms  the  heart  of  stone  to  flesh, 
Aud  plants  his  grace  within. 

3  He  sheds  abroad  tbe  Father's  love. 

Applies  redeeming  blood, 
Bids  both  our  guilt  and  fear  remove, 
And  brings  us  home  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead,  benighted  soul 

With  light  and  life  and  joy; 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 
Or  shall  thy  work  destroy. 


290 


C.  M. 


65 


Regeneration  by  the  Spirit. 

1  Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth. 

Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace, 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind. 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh. 
Creates  anew  tbe  carnal  mind. 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  ri«p 

From  their  long  sleep  of  death  ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praiso  employs  our  breath 


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THE   HOLY    SPIRIT. 


291 


C.  M. 


Dependence  upon  the  Spirit. 

1  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught  beneath  a  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  ri.se, 
Ami  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes; 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live; 
A  lieam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

5  Oh,  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  ; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 


292 


8s  &  7s. 


106 


Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  Holy  source  of  consolation, 

,    Light  and  life  thy  grace  imparts: 
Visit  us  in  thy  compassion; 
Guide  our  minds  and  fill  our  hearts. 

2  Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure. 

Thou  canst  bring  us  from  above; 
Lord,  we  ask  that  heavenly  treasure, 
Wisdom,  holiness,  and  love. 

3  Dwell  within  us,  blessed  Spirit; 

Where  thou  art  no  ill  can  come; 

Bless  us  now,  through  Jesus'  merit; 

Eeign  in  every  heart  and  home. 


293 


L.  M. 


87 


The  Spirit  entreated  not  to  depart. 

1  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay. 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite; 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Sor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Teu  thousand  times  thy  gooduess  grieved. 

3  Yet.  oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare. 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
1  6hall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  My  weary  soul,  0  God,  release; 

Uphold  me  with  thy  gracious  hand ; 
Oh,  guide  me  into  perfect  peace. 
And  bring  nie  to  the  promised  land. 


294 


S.  M. 


The  Holy  Ghost  is  her*. 

1  The  Holy  Ghost  is  here, 

Where  saints  in  prayer  agree. 
As  Jesus'  parting  gift  he's  near 
Each  pleading  company. 

2  He  dwells  within  our  soul. 

An  ever  welcome  guest : 
He  reigns  with  absolute  control, 
As  monarch  in  the  breast. 

3  Our  bodies  are  his  shrine. 

And  he  th'  indwelling  Lord; 
All  hail,  thou  Comforter  divine. 
Be  evermore  adored. 

4  Obedient  to  thy  will, 

We  wait  to  feel  thy  power, 
0  Lord  of  life,  our  hopes  fulfil. 
And  bless  this  hallowed  hourl 


295 


L.  M. 


90 


Prayer  for  enlightening  Grace. 

1  Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light. 

Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night. 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  words  reveal ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way ; 
Make  me  delight  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below. 
And  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  theBe  dubious  paths  I  stray, 

Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad; 
Oh.  show  the  dangers  of  the  way. 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 


296 


7s. 


109 


Witness  of  the  Spirit  desired. 

1  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine. 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove  ; 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God; 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast. 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine; 
Keep  me.  Lord,  forever  thine. 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 


69 


297  0.  M.  48 

Spirit  of  Holiness. 

1  Spirit  of  holiness,  descend ; 

Thy  people  wait  for  thee ; 
Thine  ear,  in  kind  compassion,  lend; 
Let  us  thy  mercy  see. 

2  Behold,  thv  weary  churches  wait 

With  wishful,  longing  eyes; 
Let  us  no  more  lie  desolate ; 
Oh,  bid  thy  light  arise. 

3  Thy  light  that  on  our  souls  hath  shone 

Leads  us  in  hope  to  thee : 
Let  us  not  feel  its  rays  alone, 
Alone  thy  people  be. 

4  Oh,  bring  our  dearest  friends  to  God; 

Remember  those  we  love ; 
Fit  them  on  earth  for  thine  abode ; 
Fit  them  for  joys  above. 

5  Spirit  of  holiness,  'tis  thine 

To  hear  our  feeble  prayer , 
Come,  for  we  wait  thy  power  divine. 
Let  us  thy  mercy  share. 


298  S.  M. 

Sanctifiying  Power. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

With  energy  divine, 
And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  Melt,  melt  this  frozen  heart ; 

This  stubborn  will  subdue; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

3  Mine  will  the  profit  be. 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise; 
And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 


108 


299 


CM. 


Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours, 

2  Look !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys ; 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate, 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 


5  Come.  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

300  L.  M.  91 

Our  Guardian  and  Guide. 

1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Be  thou  our  Guardian,  thou  our  Guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display. 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart. 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way: 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  him  forever  blest ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share. 
Fulness  of  joy  forever  there. 


301 


H.  M. 


Pleading  the  Promise  of  the  Spirit. 

1  0  thou  that  hearest  prayer, 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word: 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply,— 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display. 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace : 
Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place: 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  Oh,  may  that  sacred  fire. 

Descending  from  above, 
Our  languid  hearts  inspire 

With  fervent  zeal  and  love : 
Enlighten  our  beclouded  eyes. 
And  teach  our  grovelling  souls  to  rise. 

i      5  And  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord, 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word; 
1         Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  svay, 
i         And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 


60 


302  7s.  109 

Breathings  after  the  Spirit. 

1  Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away; 
Turn  the  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine; 
Long  has  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  tliis  saddened  heart  of  mine; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart ; 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine. 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  every  idol  throne ; 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 

303  S.  M.  7Z 

Sanctifying  Power. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come; 

Let  thy  brignt  beams  arise ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood. 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith. 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove. 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul. 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part. 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts; 

Onr  minds  from  bondage  free ; 
Then  shall  we  know  and  praise  and  love 
The  Father,  Son,  and  thee. 


304 


L.  M. 

Come  and  dwell  in  us. 


1  Come,  0  Creator.  Spirit  blest, 
And  in  our  souls  take  up  thy  rest: 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid. 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Great  Comforter,  to  thee  we  cry : 
0  highest  gift  of  God  most  high, 
0  fount  of  life,  0  fire  of  love. 
And  sweet  anointing  from  above. 

3  Kindle  our  senses  from  above 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love ; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high. 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread. 
And  grant  us  thy  true  peace  instead; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 


305 


7s. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 


11 


1  Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high. 
Bend  o'er  us  a  pitying  eye ; 
Now  refresh  the  drooping  heart; 
Bid  the  power  of  sin  depart. 

2  Light  up  every  dark  recess 
Of  our  hearts'  ungodliness; 
Show  us  every  devious  way 
Where  our  steps  have  gone  astray. 

3  Teach  us,  with  repentant  grief, 
Humbly  to  implore  relief; 
Then  the  Saviour's  blood  reveal, 
And  our  broken  spirits  heal. 

4  May  we  daily  grow  in  grace, 
And  pursue  the  heavenly  race, 
Trained  in  wisdom,  led  by  love. 
Till  we  reach  our  rest  above. 


TRINITY 


306 


8s,  7s,  &  4. 

Glory  to  the  Trinity. 


10? 


1  Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Spirit, 
Great  Jehovah  Three  in  One; 

Glory,  glory, 
While  eternal  ages  run ! 

2  Glory  be  to  him  who  loved  us, 

Washed  us  from  each  spot  and  stain ; 
Glory  be  to  him  who  bought  us, 
Made  us  kings  with  him  to  reign; 

Glory,  glory, 
To  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 


3  "  Glory,  blessing,  praise  eternal ! " 
Thus  the  choir  of  angels  sings; 
"  Honor  riches,  power,  dominion  ! 
Thus  its  praise  creation  brings; 

Glory,  glory, 
Glory  to  the  King  of  kings! 


307 


H.  M. 


Praise  to  the  Trinity. 
I  We  give  immortal  praise 
For  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above : 
He  sent  his  own  I  To  die  for  sins 

Eternal  Son  I  That  we  had  done 


TRINITY. 


61 


2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too. 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  woe: 
And  now  he  lives,        I  Aud  sees  the  fruit 
And  now  he  ivigns,     |  Of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinuer  live : 
His  work  completes  I  And  fills  the  soul 
The  great  design,       |  With  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Be  endless  honors  done, 
The  undivided  Three, 

The  great  and  glorious  One : 
Where  reason  fails,    I  There  faith  prevails 
With  all  her  powers,  |  And  love  adores. 

308  7s.  9. 

Honor  to  God's  Name. 

1  To  the  name  of  God  on  high, 
God  of  might  and  majesty, 
God  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea. 
Blessing,  praise,  and  glory  be. 

2  To  the  name  of  Christ  the  Lord, 
Son  of  God,  incarnate  Word, 
Christ,  by  whom  all  things  were  made, 
Be  au  endless  honor  paid. 

3  To  the  Holy  Spirit  be 
Equal  praise  eternally, 
With  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
One  in  name,  in  glory  one. 

4  This,  the  song  of  ages  past, 
Song  that  shall  forever  last ; 
Lpt  the  ages  yet  to  be 
Join  the  joyful  melody. 

309  6s  &  4s.  108 

I%e  Presence  of  the  Trinity  desired. 
I  Come,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father,  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

%  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless. 
And  give  thy  word  success : 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

8  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour: 
Thou,  who  almighty  art. 
Now  rule  in  every  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power 


4  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


310 


L.  M. 


Praise  to  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit. 

1  Praises  to  him  whose  love  has  given, 
In  Christ  his  Son,  the  Life  of  heaven  ; 
Who  for  our  darkness  gives  us  light, 
And  turns  to  day  our  deepest  night. 

2  Praises  to  him,  in  grace  who  came, 
To  bear  our  woe  and  sin  and  shame; 
Who  lived  to  die,  who  died  to  rise, 
The  God-accepted  sacrifice. 

3  Praises  to  him  who  sheds  abroad 
Within  our  hearts  the  love  of  God,— 
The  Spirit  of  all  truth  and  peace, 
Fountain  of  joy  and  holiness. 

4  To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  now 
Our  hands  we  lift,  our  knees  we  bow ; 
To  Jah-Jehovah  thus  we  raise 

The  sinner's  endless  song  of  praise. 


311 


L.  M. 


70 


Praise  to  Ote  Trinity. 

1  Blest  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 

To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endless  joy  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  All  praise  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 

From  whose  dear,  wounded  body  roll* 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood. 
The  fouut  of  life  for  dying  souls. 

3  We  give  thee,  sacred  Spirit,  praise. 

Who,  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  woe, 
Mak'st  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore, 
That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 


312 


L.  M. 


S9 


Prayer  to  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit. 

1  Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found. 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend : 
To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Son  incarnate  Word, 

Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord. 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend : 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 


62 


MAS. 


3  Eternal  Spirit,  bv  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend : 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 

4  JehoYah.  Father.  Spirit,  Son,    . 
Eternal  Godhead,  three  in  one,— 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend: 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 

313  H.  M.  94 

"  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty." 

1  0  holy,  holy  Lord. 

Creation's  sovereign  King, 
Thy  majesty  adored, 

Let  all  thv  creatures  sing: 
Who  wast,  and  art,    I  Nor  time  shall  see 
And  art  to  be  ;  I  Thy  sway  depart. 

2  Great  are  thy  works  of  praise, 

0  God  of  boundless  might ; 
And  just  and  true  thy  ways, 

Thou  King  of  saints  in  light. 
Let  all  above,  I  Conspire  to  show 

And  all  below  |  Thy  power  and  love. 


3  Who  shall  not  fear  thee,  Lord, 

And  magnify  thy  name  ? 

Thy  judgments  sent  abroad 

Thy  holiness  proclaim : 

Nations  shall  throng  I  And  thee  adore, 

From  every  shore.      |  In  holy  song. 

314  7s.  no 

Prayer  to  the  Triune  God. 

1  Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry, 

Holy  Saviour,  bend  thine  ear; 
Holy  Spirit,  come  thou  nigh ; 
Father,  Saviour,  Spirit,  hear. 

2  Father,  save  me  from  my  sin  ; 

Saviour.  I  thy  mercy  crave: 

Gracious  Spirit,  make  me  clean; 

Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  save. 

3  Father,  let  me  taste  thy  love; 

Saviour,  fill  my  soul  with  peace; 
Spirit,  come  my  heart  to  move; 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  bless. 

4  Father.  Son.  and  Spirit— thou 

One  Jehovah. shed  abroad 

All  thy  grace  within  me  now; 

Be  my  Portion  and  my  God. 


MAN, 


315 


LOST. 

C.  M. 


Sense  of  Depravity. 

1  Great  Kim  of  glory  and  Of  grace, 

We  own  with  humble  shame, 

How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 

And  our  first  father's  name. 

2  We  live  estranged,  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  distance  well ; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dangerous  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 

3  And  can  such  rebels  be  restored? 

Such  natures  made  divine? 

Let  sinners  see  thy  glory.  Lord, 

And  feel  this  power  of  thine. 

4  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends 
To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 


316 


L.  M. 

Shapen  in  Iniquity. 


I  Lord.  I  am  vile  —conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 


2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart; 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  0  Lord,  I  fall  before  thy*  face ; 
31  y  only  refuge  i   thy  grace: 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within, 

4  Jesus,  my  God.  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone: 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow, 
No  human  power  could  cleanse  me  so. 

5  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  : 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice1. 


317 


S.  M 


Kone  righteous. 

1  Ah  !  how  shall  fallen  man 

Be  just  before  his  God? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness. 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  way  should  mark 

With  strict,  inquiring  eyes 
Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults 
A  just  excuse  devise? 


LOST. 


63 


318 


116 


3  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place: 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

4  Ah  !  how  shall  guilty  man 

( kmtend  with  such  a  God  ? 
None,  none  can  meet  him,  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 

S.  M. 

Man's  State  by  Nature. 
1  How  heavy  is  the  night 

That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Til  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
O'er  our  dark  souls  arise. 
■j  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  Heaven ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways: 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

.   To  hold  our  souls  in  vain ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cruel  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 


319 


C.  M. 


168 


Tlie  Sinner  alive  without  the  Law. 
I  Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
And  felt  no  inward  dread ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 
'i  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright 
But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till  I  with  tenor  saw 
low  DC] 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  ielt  my  soul  the  heavy  load; 

My  sjns  revived  again  : 
I  had  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 
">  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath 

For  some  kind  power  to  save, 
Oh  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 

And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

320  C.  M.  u 

Self -righteousness  renounced. 
1  Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 
Un  their  own  works  have  built; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actious  guilt. 


2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  silent  bow. 

Without  a  murmuring  word; 
Let  all  the  race  of  man  confess 
Their  guilt  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now; 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace  1 

When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 
That  makes  the  sinner  just. 


321 


L.  M. 

Lost  without  Christ. 


1  Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night 

We  lie,  till  Christ  restores  the  light, 
Till  he  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drowned  in  tears. 
Till  his  atoning  blood  appears; 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
And  sing  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns 
And  binds  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains; 
He  sets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

4  Poor,  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace,  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness; 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  0  Lord,  to  thee. 


32: 


C.  P.  M. 


Necessity  of  Regeneration. 

1  Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound. 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  in  endless  woe." 

2  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell. 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near; 
I  strove,  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain.- 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Still  sounded  in  my  ears. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on.  my  head ; 

I  no  relief  could  find : 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  paia 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again  " 

O'erwhelmed  my  tortured  mind. 

4  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passed  that  way. 

And  felt  his  pity  move : 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 


m 


MAN. 


WARNED  AND  ENTREATED. 


323 


L.  M. 


131 


324 


Union  of  Pleas. 

1  Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  wbich  God's  compassion  spares; 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot. 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain, 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  impart ; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart ; 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

'S-  18? 

The  Sinner  pointed  to  the  Judgment. 

1  When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled. 

When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread, 
When  is  finished  thy  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

2  When  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment  day, 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Say,  oh,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear. 
Where,  oh,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart. 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part? 
When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

5  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer; 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 


325 


CM. 


184 


Anticipations  of  the  Judgment. 

1  When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
Oh,  how  shall  I  appear? 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  terror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought : 

3  When  thou,  0  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
Oh.  how  shall  I  appear? 


I  But  there's  forgiveness,  Lord,  with  thee 
Thy  nature  is  benign ; 


Thy  pardoning  mercy  I  implore, 


'  or  mercy,  Lord,  is  thine. 


326 


L.  M. 

Eternity  anticipated. 

1  Eternity  is  just  at  hand; 

And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbiug  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away? 

2  Eternity !  tremendous  sound ! 

To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound ; 
But,  oh,  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine, 
How  sweet  the  accents,  how  divine ! 

3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 

My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
My  pardon  sealed,  my  peace  with  God. 

4  Search,  Lord,  oh,  search  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light  and  hope  and  joy  impart; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 


11? 


327 


L.  M. 


ISO 


116 


Expostulation  with  the  Sinner. 

1  0  sinner,  why  so  thoughtless  grown  ? 

Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die? 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown  ; 
Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate. 

Urged  on  by  gin's  delusive  dreams  ? 
Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  gate, 
And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames? 

3  Stay,  sinner,  on  the  gospel  plains, 

And  hear  the  Lord  of  life  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
Forever  telling,  yet  untold. 

328  S.  M. 

Life  and  Death. 

1  Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found,— 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  : 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 

Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 
I      3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 

And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 

Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun ; 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


WARNED  AND  ENTREATED. 


tic 


329 


7s. 


Pleading  with  the  Sinner. 

1  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  >edie? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why ; 
God.  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

2  Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why. 
Will  ye  not  in  him  believe? 

He  has  died  that  ye  might  lire 

3  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why. 
Often  with  you  has  he  strove. 
Wooed  you  to  embrace  his  love. 

4  Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 

O  ye  dying  sinners,  why. 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

330  6s  &  4s.  104 

The  Call  to-day. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls ; 

Ye  wanderers  come ; 

Oh,  ye  benighted  souls, 

Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

Oh,  hear  him  now; 
Within  these  sacred  wall* 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls: 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day: 

Yield  to  his  power; 
Oh,  grieve  him  not  away  ■ 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 


331 


7s. 


48T 


Important  Questions. 

1  Sinner  what  hast  thou  to  show 
Like  the  joys  believers  know  ? 
Is  thy  path,  of  fading  f  owers. 
Half  so  bright,  so  sweet,  as  ours" 

2  Doth  a  skilful,  healing  friend 
On  thy  daily  path  attend, 

And,  where  thorns  and  stings  abound, 
Shea  a  balm  ou  every  wound  ? 

3  When  the  tempest  rolls  on  high, 
Hast  thou  still  a  refuge  nigh  ? 
Can,  oh,  can  thy  dying  breath 
Summon  one  more  strung  than  death '. 

4  Canst  thou,  in  that  awful  day, 
Fearless  tread  the  gloomy  way, 
Plead  a  glorious  ransom  given. 
Burst  from  earth,  and^oar  to  heaven  : 


332 


7s.  6l. 


333 


Who  u  it  that  smote  thee  f 

1  Heart  of  stone,  relent,  relent; 

Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued; 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Covered  with  a  gore  of  blood : 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  ? 
Crucified  th'  eternal  Son. 

2  Tea,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed, 

Driven  the  nails  that  fixed  him  there, 
Crowned  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 

Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear, 
Made  his  60ul  a  sacrifice, 
While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  tho»  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 

Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again  ? 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew? 
No ;  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part ; 
Break,  oh,  break,  my  bleeding  heart. 

8s,  7s,  &  4.  88S| 

Sinners  entreated. 

1  Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
Every  sentence,  oh,  how  tender  I 
Every  line  is  full  of  love: 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim: 
"  Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name:  " 

How  important! 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  nam*." 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 
And,  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears ; 

Tender  heralds, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it, 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

334  C.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Repentance. 

1  "  Repent !"  the  voice  celestial  cries ; 

No  longer  dare  delay  : 
The  soul  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men ; 
His  heralds  now  are  sent  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 


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3  0  sinners,  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess; 
Embrace  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar; 
His  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  yields  to  justice  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall 
And  weep  and  love  and  praise. 

S.   M. 

Do  not  delay. 

1  And  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 

The  call  of  love  divine  ? 
Shall  God  with  tenderness  invite, 
And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 

The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  oppressed? 

3  To-day  a  pardoning  God 
Will  li 


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hear  the  suppliant  pray 
r,  a  Saviour's  cleansin"  ' 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away 
4  But  grace  so  dearly  bought 


To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  t 


If  yet  thou  wilt  despise, 
Thy  fearful  doom.with  sorrow  fraught, 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 


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336  C.  M. 

The  Gospel  Invitation. 

1  Come,  sinner,  to  the  gospel  feast ; 

Oh,  come  without  delay ; 
For  there  is  room  in  Jesus'  breast 
For  all  who  will  obey. 

2  There's  room  in  God's  eternal  love 

To  save  thy  precious  soul : 
Room  in  the  Spirit's  grace  above 
To  heal  and  make  thee  whole. 

3  There's  room  within  the  church,  redeemed 

With  blood  of  Christ  divine ; 
Room  in  the  white-robed  throng, convened, 
For  that  dear  soul  of  thine. 

4  There's  room  in  heaven  among  the  choir, 

And  harps  and  crowns  of  gold, 
And  glorious  palms  of  victory  there, 
And  joys  that  ne'er  were  told. 

5  There's  room  around  thy  Father's  board 

For  thee  and  thousands  more ; 
Oh,  come  and  welcome  to  the  Lord ; 
lea,  come  this  very  hour. 

337  L.  M. 

Sinners  invited  to  immediate  Bepentance. 

1  While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 

But  soon,  ah,  soon,  approaching  night 

Shall  bio*  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 


2  While  God  invitee,  how  blest  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  1 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing. 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave. 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
A.nd  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

5  While  God  invites ;  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  * 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 


338 


L.  M. 

The  Sinner  urged. 


180 


1  Haste,  traveler,  haste ;  the  night  comes  on, 
And  many  a  shining  hour  is  gone ; 

The  storm  is  gathering  in  the  west, 
And  thou  far  off  from  nome  and  rest. 

2  The  rising  tempest  sweeps  the  sky; 
The  rains  descend,  the  winds  are  high ; 
The  waters  swell,  and  death  and  fear 
Beset  thy  path,  nor  refuge  near. 

3  Oh,  yet  a  shelter  you  may  gain, 
A  covert  from  the  wind  and  rain; 


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A  refuge  from  the  wrath  to  come  ! 

4  Then  linger  not  In  all  the  plain; 
Flee  for  thy  life;  the  mountain  gain; 
Look  not  behind  ;  make  no  delay ; 
Oh,  speed  thee,  speed  thee  on  thy  way  ! 


339 


7s. 

Delay  deprecated. 


1  Haste,  0  sinner;  now  be  wise; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Haste,  0  sinner,  now  return ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  dona. 

4  Haste,  0  sinner;  now  be  blest; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun.     • 


WARNED  AND  ENTREATED. 


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340 


lis. 


12T 

The  Sinner  warned  against  Delay. 

1  Delay  not,  delay  uot ;  0  sitiuer,  draw  near 

The  waters  of  life  are  uow  flowing  for  thee  ; 
Nu  price  is  demanded  ;  the  Saviour  is  here ; 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salration  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not;  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God  ? 
A  fountain  is  opened  ;  how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning 
blood  ? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  Mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day  ; 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  shades  of  the  tomb ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  Spirit  of  grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  his  sad 
flight, 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  hour  is  at  hand ; 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall 

fade ;  [stand  ; 

The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall 

What  helper,  then,  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  his 
aid  ? 


343  7s. 

The  Sinner  entreated  to  aivake. 

1  Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep- 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Wake  from  sleep;  arise  from  death; 
See  the  bright  and  living  path; 
Watchful,  tread  that  path ;  be  wise ; 
Leave  thy  folly ;  seek  the  skies. 

3  ""'jeave  thy  folly;  cease  from  crime; 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time: 
Life  secure  without  delay ; 

Evil  is  thy  mortal  day, 

4  Oh,  then,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night ; 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 


344 


S.  M. 


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188 


341  S.  M. 

Come  to-day. 

1  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  called  to-day; 
Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

2  Soon  will  the  harvest  close, 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er : 
0  sinners,  then  your  injured  God 
Will  heed  your  cries  no  more. 

3  Then,  while  'tis  called  to-day, 

Oh,  hear  the  gospel's  sound ; 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  pardon  may  be  found. 


342 


L.  M. 


11T 


While  Life  lasts. 

1  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn. 
Oh,  hasten,  sinner,  to  return! 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given, 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heav'n, 
The  day  of  grace  when  mortals  may- 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
Beneath  the  clods  their  dust  must  lie ; 
Then  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circle  of  the  sun. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue ; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 


Importance  of  To-day. 

1  To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 

Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
Oh,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung. 
Awake,  by  thy  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young, 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care; 

Oh,  be  it  still  pursued, 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  voung,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

345  S.  M.  181 

The  Evening's  Lesson. 

1  The  swift  declining  day. 

How  fast  its  momenta  fly, 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky ! 

2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace. 

And  use  the  hours  of  light; 
For  know,  its  Maker  can  command 
An  instant,  endless  night. 

3  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  rolling  sphere: 
Submissive,  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  seek  salvation  there. 


HAN. 


346 


S.  M. 


The  accepted  Tim: 

1  Now  is  tli'  accepted  time; 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time; 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late- 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time ; 

The  gospel  bids  you  come, 

And  every  promise  in  Ids  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love 
Then  will  the  angels  swiftly  fly 
To  bear  the  news  above. 


347 


S.  M. 


To-day  harden  not  your  Hearts. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  calls; 

Be  every  ear  inclined; 
May  such  a  voice  awake  each  heart, 
And  captivate  the  mind. 

2  If  he  in  thunder  speak, 

Earth  trembles  at  his  nod ; 
But  milder  accents  here  proclaim 
The  condescending  God, 

3  Oh,  harden  not  your  hearts, 

But  hear  his  voice  to-day ; 
Lest,  ere  to-morrow's  earliest  dawn, 
He  call  your  souls  away. 

4  Almighty  God,  pronounce 

The  word  of  conquering  grace; 
So  shall  the  flint  dissolve  to  tears, 
And  scorners  seek  thy  face. 


348 


L.  M. 


Expostulation. 

1  Oh,  do  not  let  the  word  depart, 

And  close  thine  eyes  against  the  light; 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  thy  heart: 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved;  why  not  to-night? 

2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 

To  bless  thy  long  deluded  sight ; 
This  is  the  time ;  oh,  then  be  wise ! 
Thou  wouldst  be  SHved;  why  not  to-night? 

3  Our  God  in  pity  lingers  still; 

And  wilt  tnon  thus  his  love  requite? 

Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will : 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved;  why  not  to  night? 

4  Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 

Who  would  to  him  their  souls  unite ; 
Then  be  tne  work  of  grace  begun : 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved;  why  not  to-night? 


CONVICTED  OF  SIN. 


349 


L.  M. 


Hardneu  of  Heart  lamented. 

1  Lord,  shed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day 
To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away; 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart,  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend ;  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  geas  can  roar;  the  mountains  shake: 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
All  but  an  adamant  would  melt; 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  move  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

4  But  One  can  yet  perform  the  deed ; 
That  One  in  all  his  grace  I  need ; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine 
Aud  melt  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 

5  0  Breath  of  life,  breathe  on  my  soul ! 
On  me  let  streams  of  mercy  roll ; 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart,  of  mine. 


350 


S.  M. 


Hope  from  the  Gospel  only. 

1  God's  holy  law,  trangressed. 

Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 
Convinced  of  guilt,  with  grief  oppressed 
We  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 

Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 
Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is,  found 

In  Jesus'  precious  blood : 
'Tis  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
And  reconcilesto  God. 

4  High  lifted  on  the  cross, 

The  spotless  Victim  dies; 

This  is  salvation's  only  source 

Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 


351 


L.  M. 


117 


Pardon  penitently  implored. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord;  0  Lord,  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes,  though  great,  cannot  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace: 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bonnd: 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 


CONVICTED  OF  BIN 


3  Oh,  wash  ray  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,still  hovering  round  thy  word. 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


352 


L.  M. 


118 


Prayer  of  the  Publican. 

1  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry  ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 

With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  oppressed; 
Christ  and  his  cross  my  only  plea : 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies ; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see: 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
fan  for  a  single  sin  atone ; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee: 

0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

5  And  when,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell. 
With  all  the  ransomed  throng  I  dwell, 
My  raptured  song  shall  ever  be, 

God  has  been  merciful  to  me ! 

353  C.  M.  166 

A  new  Heart  desired. 

1  With  gsilt  oppressed,  bowed  down  with  sin, 

Beneath  its  load  I  groan ; 
Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  heart  of  flesh ; 
Remove  this  heart  of  stone. 

2  A  burdened  sinner,  lo !  I  come, 

In  dread  of  death  and  hell ; 
Oh,  seal  my  pardon  with  thy  blood, 
And  all  my  fears  dispel. 

3  Nor  peace  nor  rest  my  soul  can  find, 

Till  thy  dear  cross  I  see ; 
Till  there  in  humble  faith  I  cry, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

»  Oh.  give  this  true  and  living  faith, 
This  soul-supporting  view : 
Till  old  things  be  forever  past, 
And  all  within  me  new. 


354  L.  M. 

Seeking  perfect  Rest  in  Christ. 

1  Oh  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 

Oh  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down. 
To  lay  my  mhiI  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find ; 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove  ; 
The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

4  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power; 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release: 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

355  7s. 

"Humbled  in  the  Durt." 

1  Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  we  fall ; 
Hear,  oh.  hear  our  earnpst  cry' ! 
Frown  not,  lest  we  faint  and  die. 

2  Justly  might  the  fatal  dart 
Pierce  our  guilty,  broken  heart ; 
Justly  might  thy  righteous  breath 
Doom  us  to  eternal  death. 

3  Jesus,  Bare  our  dying  soul ; 
Make  our  broken  spirit  whoi«: 
Humbled  in  the  dust  we  lie; 
Saviour,  leave  us  not  to  die. 


188 


356 


S.  M. 


Mercy  implored. 

1  Thou  Lord  of  all  above, 

And  all  below  the  sky, 
Before  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall 
And  for  thy  mercy  cry. 

2  Forgive  my  follies  past, 

The  crimes  which  I  have  do»<; 
Oh,  bid  a  contrite  sinner  live, 
Through  thy  incarnate  Son. 

3  Guilt,  like  a  heavy  load, 

Upon  my  conscience  lies ; 
To  thee  I  make  my  sorrows  kn  >wn, 
And  lift  ray  weeping  eyes. 

4  The  burden  which  I  feel, 

Thou  only  canst  remove ; 
Display,  O  Lord,  thy  pardoning  grace. 
And  thy  unbounded  love. 

5  One  gracious  look  of  thine 

Will  ease  my  troubled  breast ; 
Oh,  let  me  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  I  shall  then  be  blest. 


TO 


MAN 


357 


7s. 


The  Penitents  Inquiry. 

1  Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  nie? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear. 
And  the  chief  of  sinners  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls, 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Jesus,  answer  from  above : 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget  ? 
Lo,  I  fall  before  thy  feet. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament; 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore ; 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


358 


7s. 


187 


Confession  of  Sin. 
J  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace, 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs; 
Oh.  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou,  to  whom  our  praise  belongs. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent;  — 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  dnd  complain  ;  — 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame,  we  own; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 


360  C.  M.  16„ 

The  Sinner's  Plea. 

1  Dear  Saviour,  prostrate  at  thy  feet 

A  guilty  rebel  lies, 
And  upward  to  thy  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  sufBce 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eves 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

4  I  plead  thy  sorrows,  gracious  Lord ; 

Do  thou  my  sins  forgive : 
Thy  justice  will  approve  the  word 
Th     " 

361 

The  Sinner's  Bequest. 

1  0  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  sins  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thv  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford. 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne. 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 


hat  bids  the  sinner  live. 

L.  M. 


359 


C.  M. 


184 


Past  Sins  acknowledged. 

1  As  oJer  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'Tis  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world  and  worldly  things  beloved 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed ; 
And  time,  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  holy  Father,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast : 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer; 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

t  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine; 
And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
Oh,  speed  my  soul  to  thee. 


362 


CM. 


Pleading  the  Death  of  Christ. 

1  0  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call; 

My  load  of  guilt  remove; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song, 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul,  oppressed  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise; 
A  broken  and  a  contrite  heart 
Is  our  best  sacricfle. 


INVITED. 


71 


363 


L.  M. 


Returning  to  God. 

1  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  is  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  Bare  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song; 

And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 


INVITED. 

8s,  7s,  &  4. 


364 

The  Sinner  entreated. 

1  Hear,  0  sinner;  Mercy  hails  yoti 

Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls: 

Trust  in  Jesus; 
'Tis  the  voice  of  Mercy  calls. 

2  Haste,  0  sinner,  to  the  Saviour; 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away : 

Haste  to  Jesus ; 
You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


883 


4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grac«; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near; 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home.  • 

ft  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made; 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 
Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad: 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

366  C.  M. 

The  Gospel  Offer. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind,— 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

3  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 
And  pine  away  and  die. 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


365 


H.  M. 


The  Jubilee  proclaimed. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly  solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive. 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  In  Jesus  live: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransvmed  sinners,  home. 


367 


C.  M. 


196 


The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  Mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  There  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come: 
Though  guilt  restrains,  and  fear  alarrnf. 
Behold,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Oh,  come,  and  with  his  children  tast« 

The  blessings  of  his  love; 
"While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  songs  on  earth  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
And  enter  while  there's  room. 


72 


MAN. 


368 


12s. 


181 

Free  Grace. 
.  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  the  moun- 
tain ; 

For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  has  opened  a  foun- 
tain; 

Tor  sin  and  uncleanness,  for  every  transgression, 

His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salva- 
tion. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb!  he  hath  purchased  our 
pardon ; 

ffe'.l  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Te  souls  that  are  wounded,  oh,  flee  to  the  Saviour ! 
He  calls  you  in  mercy,  'tis  infinite  favor  ! 

Your  sins  are  increasing ;  escape  to  the  mountain  ; 
His  blood  can  remove  them,  which  flows  from  the 

foantain. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  Ac. 

3  O  Jesus,  ride  on,  triumphantly  glorious; 

O  er  sin,  death,  ami  hell,  thou  art  more  than  vi«»- 
torious  ; 

Tbv  name  is  the  theme  of  the  great  congregation, 

■While  angels  and  men  raise  the  shout  of  salva- 
tion: 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  Ac. 


369 


C.  M. 


Provisions  oj  Grace. 

1  Amazing  sight !  the  Saviour  itauds 

And  knocks  at  every  door; 
Ton  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands. 
To  satisfy  the  poor. 

2  "  Behold," he  saith, "I  bleed  and  die 

To  bring  you  to  my  rest : 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

3  "Will  you  despise  my  bleeding  love. 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell  ? 
Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above. 
With  me,  forever  dwell  ? 

4  "  Say,  will  yon  hear  my  gracious  voice, 

And  have  your  sins  forgiven  ? 
Or  will  you  make  that  wretched  choice, 
And  bar  yourselves  from  heaven  ?  " 


370 


8s,  7s,  &  4. 

Sinners  called. 


221 


1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Come  in  mercy's  gracious  hour ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power: 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
Ail  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  : 

This  he  gives  you ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising 


3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies. 
On  tlie  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies : 

"It  is  finished;" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

4  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God,  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


371 


C.  M. 

The  last  Resolve. 


161 


1  Come,  weary  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress ■> 
And  make  this  last  resolve: 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  Bin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts;  I'll  enter  in, 

Whatever  may  oppose, 
a  "  I'll  prostrate  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess: 
I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea. 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 
But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray. 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go ; 

I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die." 

8s&  6. 

The  Invitation. 

1  Just  as  thou  art,— without  one  trace 
Of  love,  or  joy,  or  inward  grace. 

Or  fitness  for  the  heavenly  place,— 
0  guilty  sinner,  come ! 

2  Thy  sins  I  bore  on  Calvary's  tree ; 
The  stripes,  thy  due,  were  laid  on  me. 
That  peace  and  pardon  might  be  free, — 

0  wretched  sinner,  come! 

3  Come,  leave  thy  burden  at  the  cross; 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross; 
My  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss,— 

0  needy  sinner,  come  ! 

4  Come,  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears. 
Thy  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears ; 
'Tis  Mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears, — 

0  trembling  sinner,  come ! 

5  The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  "  Come !" 
Rejoicing  saints  re-echo,  "Come!" 
Who  faints,  who  thirsts,  who  will,  mav  come. 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  come 


372 


1T6 


373  C.  M.  168 

Sinners  Invited. 
1  Oh,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 

J  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 
Your  every  burden  bring ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts: 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants  disclose, 
Ana  drink  with  thankful  hearts. 

4  A  host  of  sinners,  vile  as  you. 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace; 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

374  L.  M.  119 

The  Saviour's  Invitation. 

1  "  Come  thither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me  : 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight : 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  the  neck  ; 
My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 

With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


10 


6s. 


148 


Looking  unto  Jesus. 
1  CoraTto  the  blood-stained  tree , 
The  victim  bleeding  lies ; 
God  sets  the  sinner  free. 
Since  Christ  a  ransom  dies. 

3  Look  not  within  for  peace ; 

Within  there's  nought  to  cheer : 
Look  up  and  find  release 
From  sin  and  self  and  fear. 

3  Rest  to  the  weary  soul 

And  aching  breast  is  given ; 
Balm  makes  the  wounded  whole; 
Love  fills  the  heart  with  heaven, 

4  For  thee,  dear  soul,  for  thee, 

These  priceless  joys  were  bought ; 
Accept  the  mercy  free 
That  Christ  to  earth  has  brought. 
7 


376 


L.  M. 


Gospel  Grace. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distressed. 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away, 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
Oli,  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad  : 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 

Will  all  that  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace,— 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace  ! 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove, 
Oh,  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

377  L.  M.  J4. 

"Come  to  me." 

1  With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around; 

Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea  ; 
Yet,  'mid  the  gloom,  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  "Come  to  me." 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest; 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee : 
Oh,  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
How  sweet  the  bidding,    Come  to  me !' 

3  "Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die; 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee ; 
To  heaven  direct  thy  weepinsr  eye, 
I  am  thy  portion ;  come  to  me." 

4  0  voice  of  mercy,  voice  of  love, 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony. 
Support  roe,  cheer  me  from  above ; 
And  gently  whisper,  "Come  to  me." 


378 


C.  M. 


168 


All  Things  are  ready. 

1  The  Saviour  calls;  let  every  ear 

Attend  the  heavenly  sound; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow; 
And  life  and  health  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come:  'tis  mercy's  voice; 

That  gracious  voice  obey ; 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys ; 
And  can  you  yet  delay? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 


74 


MA*. 


379  L.  M.  119 

Behold,  I  Bland  at  the  Door  and  knock. 

1  Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door : 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still : 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh.  loTely  attitude  !  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  open  hands: 
Oh  matchlesi  kindness!  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine; 
Turn  out  thT  soul-enslaving  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

4  Oh,  welcome  him,  the  Prince  of  peace! 
Now  may  his  gentle  reign  increase ! 
Throw  wide  the  door,  each  willing  mind; 
And  be  his  empire  all  mankind. 


380 


7s.  6l. 


138 


Substitution. 

1  Surely  Clrrist  thy  griefs  hath  borne, 
Weeping  soul,  no  longer  mourn; 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee : 
There  thy  every  sin  lie  bore; 
Weeping  soul,  lament  no  more. 

2  Cast  thy  guilty  soul  on  him. 
Find  him  mighty  to  redeem; 
At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay ; 
Look  thy  doubts  and  cares  away  ; 
Now  bv  faith  the  Son  embrace; 
Plead  his  promise,  trust  his  grace. 

3  Lord,  thy  arm  must  be  reveal'd, 
Ere  I  can  by  faith  be  heal*d  ; 
Since  1  scarce  can  look  to  thee, 
Cast  a  gracious  eye  on  me. 

At  thy  feet  myself  I  lay ; 
Shine,  oh,  shine  my  fears  away. 

381  7s  &  6s.  129 

Jestu  paid  it  all. 

1  Nothing,  either  great  or  small, 

Remains  for  me  to  do : 

Jesus  died  and  paid  it  all, 

Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 

Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  the  debt  I  owe : 
Jesus  died  and  paid  it  all, 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 

2  When  he  from  his  lofty  throne, 

Stooped  down  to  do  and  die, 
Everything  was  fully  done; 
Yes,  "  finished  ! "  was  his  cry. 

3  Weary,  working,  plodding  one. 

Oh,  wherefore  toil  von  so  ? 
Cease  your  "  doing :     all  was  done 
Yes,  ages  long  ago. 


4  Till  to  Jesus'  work  you  cling, 

Alone  by  simple  faith, 
"  Doing"  is  a  deadly  thing, 
All  "doing"  ends  in  death. 

5  Cast  your  deadly  "  doing"  down, 

Down,  all  at  Jesus'  feet: 

Stand  in  him,  in  him  alone, 

All  glorious  and  comr'ete. 


382 


i  s. 


irr 

The  Sinner  welcomed. 

1  Welcome,  welcome  !  sinner,  hear! 
Draw  not  back  through  shame  or  fear 
Doubt  not,  nor  distrust  the  call ; 
Mercy  is  proclaimed  to  all. 

2  Welcome  to  the  offered  peace; 
Welcome,  prisoner,  to  release ; 
Burst  thy  bonds ;  be  saved ;  be  free : 
Rise  and  come,— He  calleth  thee. 

3  Welcome  to  the  cleansing  fount. 
Springing  from  the  sacred  mount; 
Welcome  to  the  feast  divine, 
Bread  of  life,  and  living  wine. 

4  All  ye  weary  and  distressed, 
Welcome  to  relief  and  rest : 
All  is  ready ;  hear  the  call ; 
There  is  ample  room  for  all. 

383  lis.  187 

Expostulation. 

1  Oh,  turn  ye,  oh.  turn  ye.  for  why  will  ye  die. 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  : 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  "Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  How  Tain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better,  your  chains  mel< 

away ; 
Come  guilty,  come  wretched,  come  just  as  you  are; 
All  helplesi  and  dying,  to  Jesus  repair. 

3  The  contrite  in  heart  he  will  freely  receive, 

Oh  !  why  will  you  not  the  glad  message  believe? 
If  sin  be  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come  ? 
Ti»  you  he  makes  welcome ;  he  bids  you  com* 
home. 


384 


L    M. 


147 

"  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor.'1'' 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul. whose  plaintive  moan 

Hath  taught  the  rocks  the  notes  of  woe; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan. 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found. 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed; 

Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load; 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest. 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 
Thy  God's  thy  Saviour— glorious  word ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord ! 


COMING  TO  CHRIST. 


T5 


385 


C.  M. 

Come  to  the  Ark. 


1  Come  to  the  ark,  come  to  the  ark ; 

To  Jesus  come  away ; 
The  pestilence  walks  forth  by  night, 
The  arrow  flies  by  day. 

2  Come  to  the  ark :  the  waters  rise, 

The  seas  their  billows  rear ; 
While  darkness  gathers  o'er  the  skies, 
Behold  a  refuge  near ! 

3  Come  to  the  ark,  all,  all  that  weep 

Beneath  the  sense  of  sin : 
Without,  deep  calleth  unto  deep, 
But  all  is  peace  within. 

4  Come  to  the  ark,  ere  yet  the  flood 

Your  lingering  steps  oppose; 
Come,  for  the  door  which  open  stood 
Is  now  about  to  close. 


386 


S.  M. 


192 


The  urgent  Invitation. 

1  The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  ci  >me ;  " 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come ! " 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come ;  " 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

Oh,  let  him  freely  come. 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come :  " 
Lord,  even  so;  we  wait  thy  hour; 
0  blest  Redeemer,  come. 


387 


L.  M. 


ia« 


ChrUt  the  only  Refuge. 

1  What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do. 
Who  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  sufferer  find 

A  balm  to  soothe  his  anguished  mind? 

2  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh; 
'Tis  there  we  find  a  sure  relief, 

A  soothing  balm  for  inward  grief. 

3  Be  tbis  the  pillar  of  our  hope; 
This  bears  the  fainting  spirit  up; 

We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

4  Then  let  his  name,  who  shed  his  blood 
To  bring  the  guilty  nigh  to  God, 

Be  ereat  in  all  the  earth,  and  sung 
In  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 


388 


L.  M. 


118 

Christ  the  Physician  of  the  Soul. 

1  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made; 

Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure? 
In  vain,  alas!  is  Nature's  aid; 
The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 

2  But  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  Physician  near ; 

Look  up,  0  fainting  soul,  and  live; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 

Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  flow  : 
'Tis  only  that  dear,  sacred  flood 
Can  ease  thy  pain,  and  heal  thy  woe. 


389 


7s.  6l. 


186 


The  finished  Work. 

1  From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die. 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear. 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear ! 

"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

2  "Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beueath  thy  burdens  groan? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid; 
Bow  the  knee,  embrace  the  Son ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  "  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See,  with  richest  dainties  stored ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed. 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  soam. 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

4  "Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end; 
Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home ; 

Come  and  welcome,  sinmer,  come." 


COMING  TO  CHRIST. 
390  C.  M.  ! 

Fleeing  to  Christ. 
1  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is'. 
Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 


T6 


MAN. 


2  But,  bark !  a  voice  of  sovereign  love ! 

'Tis  Christ'6  inviting  word: 
"  H»!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord ; 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  stains  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour  and  my  all. 


391 


L.  M. 


145 


God  calling  yet. 

1  God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumbers  lie? 

2  God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  rise? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise. 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay  ? 
He  calls  me  still;  can  I  delay? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 

And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve? 
i  God  calling  vet !  and  shall  I  give 

No  heed,  bu    itill  in  bondage  live? 

I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake ; 

He  calls  me  still !  my  heart,  awake ! 
5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay ; 

My  heart  I  yield  without  delay : 

Vain  world,  farewell ;  from  thee  I  part ; 

The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 


392 


'   7s.  6l. 


186 

Invitation  accepted. 

1  Am  I  called?  and  can  it  be? 
Has  my  Saviour  chosen  me? 
Guilty,  wretched  as  I  am, 

Has  he  named  my  worthless  name? 

Vilest  of  the  vile  am  I ; 

Dare  I  raise  my  hopes  so  high? 

2  Am  I  called  ?  I  dare  not  stay, 
May  not,  must  not  disobey ; 
Here  I  lay  me  at  thy  feet, 
Clinging  to  the  mercy-seat. 
Thine  I  am,  and  thine  alone ; 
Lord,  with  me  thy  will  be  done. 

3  Am  I  called  ?  an  heir  of  God? 
Wash'd,  redeem'd.  by  precious  blood  ? 
Father,  lead  me  by  thy  hand, 
Guide  me  to  that  better  land, 
Where  my  soul  shall  be  at  rest, 
Pillow'd  on  my  Saviour's  brea«t. 


393  7s.  & 

Christ  the  Source  of  Happivess. 

1  Object  of  my  first  desire, 

Jesus,  crucified  for  me, 
I  to  happiness  aspire 

Only  to  be  found  in  thee: 
Thee  to  praise,  and  thee  to  know, 
Constitute  our  bliss  below; 
Thee  to  see,  and  thee  to  love, 
Constitute  our  bliss  above. 

2  Lord,  it  is  not  life  to  live, 

If  thy  presence  thou  deny ; 
Lord,  if  thou  thy  presence  give, 

'Tis  no  longer  death  to  die : 
Source  and  Giver  of  repose. 
Singly  from  thy  smile  it  flows  j 
Peace  and  happiness  are  thine; 
Mine  they  are,  if  thou  art  mine. 

394  S.  M.  19Z 

The  Soul  given  up  to  Christ. 

1  And  can  I  yet  delay 

My  little  all  to  give? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
And  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink,  by  dyipg  love  compelled. 
And  own  thtee  Conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake ; 

My  friends,  my  all  resign : 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  oh,  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thy  only  love  to  kuow ; 
Freely  to  yield  all  other  bliss, 
All  other  good,  below. 


395 


S.  M. 


284 


Filial  Confidence. 

1  Lord,  I  would  come  to  thee, 

A  sinner  all  defiled; 
Oh,  take  the  stain  of  guilt  away. 
And  own  me  as  thy  child. 

2  I  cannot  live  in  sin, 

And  feel  a  Saviour's  love; 
Thy  blood  can  make  my  spirit  clean, 
And  write  my  name  above. 

3  Blest  Shepherd,  I  am  thine; 

Still  keep  me  in  thy  fear ; 
Now  fill  my  heart  with  grace  divine  | 
Bring  thy  salvation  near. 


COMING  TO  CHRIST. 


77 


396  L    M.  199 

The  only  Plea. 

1  Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee, 
Lost  and  undone,  tor  aid  1  flee; 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin, 
Opeu  thine  arms  and  take  me  iu. 

2  Pity  and  save  my  ruined  soul ; 

Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole ; 
Dark,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine, 
And  lost  I  am  till  thou  art  mine. 

3  At  last  T  own  it  cannot  be 

That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee : 
Here,  then,  to  thee,  I  all  resign; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 

4  What  can  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord,  I  am  sin,— but  thou  art  love : 
I  give  up  every  plea  beside. 

Lord,  I  am  lost,— but  thou  hast  died ! 


397 


S.  M. 


116 


The  only  Refuge. 

1  Jesus,  I  come  to  thee, 

A  sinner  doomed  to  die; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  cross, 
Here  at  thy  feet  1  lie. 

2  Can  mercy  reach  my  case, 

And  all  my  sins  remove? 
Break,  0  my  God,  this  heart  of  stone, 
And  melt  it  by  thy  love. 

3  Thy  blood  can  cleanse  my  heart, 

Thy  hand  can  wipe  my  tears; 
Oh !  send  thy  blessed  Spirit  down 
To  banish  all  my  fears. 

4  Then  shall  my  soul  arise, 

From  Sin  and  Satan  free; 
Redeemed  from  hell  and  every  foe, 
I'll  trust  alone  in  thee. 


398 


L.  M. 

The  Joy  of  Forgiveness. 


174 


1  Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne, 
0  Lord,  in  dust  my  sins  I  own : 
Justice  and  mercy  for  my  life 
Contend;  thy  blood  must  heal  the  strife ! 

2  In  thee  I  trust!— upon  my  soul 
New  tides  of  hope  tumultuous  roll— 
Thy  voice  proclaims  my  pardon  found; 
Seraphic  transport  wings  the  sound. 

3  Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven, 
Tbe  new-born  peace  of  sin  forgiven : 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
Ye  angels,  nev«r  dimmed  your  sight. 

4  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  will  be  mine : 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 

A  secret  chord  that  mine  will  bear. 


399 


7a. 


Lord,  save  us  :  toe  perish. 

1  Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear; 
My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear ; 
Hear  my  never-ceasing  cry  : 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  ease  me  of  my  guilt : 
Suppliant  at  thy  feet  I  lie- 
Give  me  Christ,  or  eUe  I  die. 

3  All  unholy  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  else  but  sin; 

On  thy  mercy  I  rely; 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

4  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust: 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 


400 


L.  M. 


1S22 


Coming  to  Christ. 

1  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  all, 
Prostrate  before  thy  throne  I  fall; 
Fain  would  my  soul  look  up,  and  see 
My  hope,  my  heaven,  my  all,  in  thee. 

2  Here,  in  this  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
I'm  filled  with  tossings  to  and  fro, 
Burdened  with  sin,  with  fear  oppressed ; 
And  nothing  here  can  give  me  rest. 

3  In  vain  from  creatures  help  I  seek : 
Thou,  only  thou,  the  word  canst  speak, 
To  heal  my  wounds,  and  calm  my  grief, 
Or  give  my  mournful  heart  relief. 

4  Oh,  speak  and  bid  my  soul  rejoice ! 
I  long  to  hear  thy  pardoning  voice; 
Say,  "  Peace,  be  still !  look  up  and  live ; 
Life,  peace,  and  heaven  are  mine  to  give.' 


401 


C.  P.  M. 


806 


Cry  to  Christ. 

1  0  Thou  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death 

That  casts  itself  on  thee? 
1  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done 

And  suffered  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood; 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be; 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  save  me  from  eternal  deatli ; 
The  Spirit  of  adoption  breathe; 

His  consolations  send: 
By  him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 

"Thy  Maker  is  thy  Friend." 


78 


402 


C.  M. 

Faith  the  Gift  of  God. 


1  Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee ; 

No  other  help  I  know ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  son  endure 

Before  I  drew  my  breath! 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death ! 

3  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes ; 
Oh,  may  I  now  receive  that  gift; 
My  soul,  without  it,  dies. 


403 


L.  M. 

For  Jesus'  Sake. 


136 


1  When  at  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I  bend, 

And  plead  with  thee  for  mercy  there, 

Oh,  think  thou  of  the  sinner's  Friend, 

And  for  his  sake  receive  my  prayer ! 

2  Oh,  think  not  of  my  shame  and  guilt, 

My  thousand  stains  of  deepest  dye ; 

Think  of  the  blood  which  Jesus  spilt, 

And  let  that  blood  my  pardon  buy  ! 

3  Oh,  think  not  of  my  doubts  and  fears, 

My  strivings  with  thy  grace  divine  ; 
Think  upon  Jesus'  woes  and  tears, 
And  let  his  merits  stand  for  mine ! 

4  Thine  eye,  thine  ear,  they  are  not  dull ; 

Thine  arm  can  never  shortened  be; 
Behold  me  here,  my  heart  is  full ; 
Behold  and  spare  and  succor  me. 

5  No  claim,  no  merits,  Lord,  I  plead ; 

I  come,  a  humbled,  helpless  slave : 
But,  ah  !  the  more  my  guilty  need. 
The  more  thy  glory,  Lord,  to  save. 


404 


L.  M. 


Lord,  undertake  for  me. 

1  Lord,  I'm  oppressed;  oh,  undertake 
For  me,  for  my  Redeemer's  sake ! 
Unclean,  unworthy,  I  confess, 
Yet,  oh,  accept  his  righteousness ! 

2  On  him  alone  I  dare  repose; 
From  him  alone  my  comfort  flows; 
And  all  I  am  and  hope  to  be, 

I  owe,  through  him,  my  God,  to  thee. 

3  A  wanderer,  his  mercy  sought; 

A  slave,  his  blood  my  freedom  bought ; 
And  dead  in  trespasses  and  sin, 
His  voice  awoke  life's  pulse  within. 

4  Since  faint  and  feeble,  weak  and  low, 
I  cannot  stay,  yet  dare  not  go : 

I  have  no  strength,  no  hope,  no  plea, 
Unless  thou  undertake  for  me. 


405 


C.  P.  M. 


306 


Yielding  to  Christ. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  won  :  at  length  I  yield; 
My  heart,  by  mighty  grace  compelled, 

Surrenders  all  to  thee : 
Against  thy  terrors  long  I  strove, 
But  who  can  stand  against  thy  love? 

Love  conquers  even  me. 

2  Yes,  since  thou  hast  thy  love  revealed, 
And  shown  my  soul  a  pardon  sealed, 

I  can  resist  no  more : 
Couldst  thou  for  such  a  sinner  bleed  ? 
Canst  thou  for  such  a  rebel  plead '( 

I  wonder  and  adore. 

3  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone; 
Come,  take  possession  of  thine  own,— 

For  thou  hast  set  me  free ; 
Released  from  Satan's  hard  command. 
See,  all  my  powers  in  waiting  stand, 

To  be  employed  by  thee. 


406 


7s. 


187 


Jesus!  Master! 

1  Jesus,  Master,  hear  my  cry ; 

Save  me,  heal  me  with  a  word  ; 
Fainting  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 
Thou  my  whisper'd  plaint  hast  heard. 

2  Jesus,  Master,  mercy  show ; 

Thou  art  passing  near  my  soul, 
Thou  my  inward  grief  dost  know, 
Thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole. 

3  Je?us,  Master,  as  of  yore 

Thou  didst  Did  the  blind  man  Bee, 
Light  upon  my  soul  restore ; 
Jesus,  Master,  heal  thou  me. 


40: 


0.  M. 


"  Lord,  remember  me." 

1  Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend; 

As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now,  in  the  fulness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary, 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne. 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile. 

Yet  thy  salvation's  free : 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  And.  when  I  close  my  eves  in  death. 

When  earthly  helps  all  flee, 
Theu,  O  my  dear  Redeemer  God, 
I  pray,  remember  me. 


TRUSTING  IN  CHRIST. 


79 


408 


8s  &  6. 

Just  as  I  am. 


1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy.  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot. 

To  thee,  whose  blood  cau  cleause  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  tome  ! 

3  Just  as  lam,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

4  Just  as  I  am,— poor,  wretched,  blind; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

5  Just  as  I  am,— thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve  : 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

6  Just  as  I  am,— thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 


CM. 

The  burdened  Soul. 

1  Lord,  I  approach  the  mercy-seat, 

Where  thou  dost  answer  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  thy  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea : 

With  this  I  venture  nigh; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee. 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 

And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 
6  Oh,  wondrous  love !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 

Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 


409 


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148 


TRUSTING  IN  CHRIST 

410  C.  M. 

Sufficiency  of  the  Atonement. 
1  There  is  a  fountain,  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 
ind  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood. 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains, 


2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain,  in  his  day  ; 

And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 

Washed  all  my  sins  away, 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power. 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent,  in  the  grave, 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
111  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

411  H.  M.  1M 

The  sufficient  Sacrifice. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  arise; 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears : 
Before  the  throne  my  surety  stands , 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  The  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary, 
Now  pour  effectual  prayers, 

And  strongly  speak  for  me : 
"Forgive  him,  oh,  forgive,"  they  cry, 
"  Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die." 

3  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

The  dear  Anointed  One ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  pleading  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  To  God  I'm  reconciled  • 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child ; 

I  can  no  longer  fear : 
With  filial  trust  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  "  Father,  Abba  Father,"  cry. 

412  L.  M.  li% 

Lookingi  unto  Jesus. 

1  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  111  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went; 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment; 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief,  my  burden,  long  have  been 
Because  I  could  no*  "^ease  from  sin, 


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MAN 


The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more , 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way ! " 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come ;  and  thou,  dear  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am : 
My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 


413 


7s. 

Refuge  in  Christ. 


2  Jesus!  lover  of  my  soul. 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high. 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour !  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  ah !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


414 


L.  M.  6l. 

TJte  solid  Rock. 


1  My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus1  blood  and  righteousness; 
I  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name: 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  seems  to  veil  his  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  veil : 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand; 

All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

3  His  oath,  his  covenant  and  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood: 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way. 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay : 

On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 


415  L.  M.  1M 

Security  in  the  Cross. 

1  Here  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God, 

I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love, 

Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood. 

Nor  shall  it,  Jesus,  e'er  remove. 

2  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  thence, 

Unmoved  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie; 
Resolved,  —  for  that 's  my  last  defence,— 
If  I  must  perish,  there  to  die. 

3  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade? 
Thy  justice  will  not  strike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

4  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 
Hosanna  to  my  Saviour  God, 
And  my  best  honors  to  his  name. 


416 


7s. 

Hidden  in  Clirist. 


1  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure. 

Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne,— 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

417  S.  M. 

Resting  on  Christ's  Promise. 

1  My  soul,  with  joy  attend, 

While  Jesus  silence  breaks; 
No  angel's  harp  such  music  yields 
As  what  my  Shepherd  speaks. 

2  " I  know  my  sheep,"  he  cries; 

"  My  soul  approves  them  well : 
Vain  is  the  world's  delusive  gui?" 
And  vain  the  rage  of  hell. 

3  "  I  freely  feed  them  now 

With  tokens  of  my  love; 
But  richer  pastures  I  prepare, 
And  sweeter  streams,  above. 

4  "Unnumbered  years  of  bliss 

I  to  my  people  give ; 
And  while  my  throne  unshaken  stands 
Shall  all  my  chosen  live. 


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81 


J  "  This  tried,  almighty  hand 
Is  raised  for  their  defence; 
Where  is  the  power  shall  reach  theui  there, 
Or  what  shall  force  them  thence *  " 

<»  "  Enough  my  gracious  Lord," 
Let  faith  triumphant  cry; 
"  My  heart  can  on  this  promise  live — 
Can  with  this  promise  die." 


418 


L.  M. 


419 


188 

Jesus  a  Friend. 

1  Poor,  weak,  and  worthless  though  I  am, 

I  have  a  rich,  almighty  Friend; 
Jesus,  the  Saviour,  is  his  name, 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ransomed  me  from  hell  with  hlood, 

And  by  his  power  my  foes  controlled; 
He  found  me  wandering  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  wants  supplies, 

And  says  that  I  shall  shortly  be 
Enthroned  with  him  above  the  skies: 
Oh,  what  a  friend  is  Christ  to  me  I 

L.  M.    6l.  1S8 

Pardon  in  the  Blood  of  Jesus. 

1  When  first  overwhelmed  with  sin  and  shame, 
To  Jesus'  cross  I  trembling  came, 
Burdeu'd  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fear, 
Yet  drawn  by  love,  I  ventured  near, 
And  pardon  found,  and  peace  with  God, 
In  Jesus'  /ich  atoning  blood. 

2  My  sin  is  gone,  my  fear  is  o'er, 

I  shun  his  presence  now  no  more; 
He  sits  upon  the  throne  of  grace, 
He  bids  me  boldly  seek  his  face ; 
Sprinkled  upon  the  throne  of  God, 
I  see  that  rich  atoning  blood. 

3  Before  his  face  my  Priest  appears; 
My  Advocate  the  Father  hears  ; 
That  precious  blood,  before  his  eyes. 
Both  day  and  night  for  mercy  cries ; 
It  speaks,  it  ever  speaks  to  God, 
The  voice  of  that  atoning  blood. 

4  Here  I  can  rest  without  a  fear : 
By  this,  to  God  I  now  draw  near; 
By  this,  I  triumph  over  sin, 

For  this  has  made  and  keeps  me  clean ; 
And  when  I  reach  the  throne  of  God, 
I'll  praise  that  rich  atoning  blood. 


2  In  deepest  need,  in  anguish  sighing, 
I  cry  to  thee,  to  thee  alone. 
Were  I  to  other  help  applying, 

Vaiu  were  each  prayer,  each  suppliant  groan. 
My  plaints,  O  Lord,  ascend  to  thee  ! 
Oh,  graciously  give  ear  to  me  ! 

'  3  0  Father,  for  thy  tender  mercy  ! 
0  Sou,  for  thy  atoning  blood ! 
0  Spirit,  comfort  of  the  weary  t 
For  all  thy  gifts  of  heavenly  good. 
Accept  a  life  of  grateful  praise, 
And  make  me  thine,  and  thine  always. 


420 


9s  &  8s. 

Hope  in  God. 


1  Lord,  thou  who  art  enthroned  in  glory, 
In  lowly  grief  I  bend  the  knee; 
No  claim  have  I  to  come  before  thee, 
For  deep  is  sin  and  guilt  in  me. 
Thy  law,  how  pure  its  righteousness  ! 
My  aoul,  how  vile  its  dark  abyss ! 


421 


C.  M. 


Close  to  thy  bleeding  Side. 

1  Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 

Close  to  thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea: 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own ; 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die. 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 


422 


H.  M. 


Thine,  0  Christ,  not  mine. 

1  Thy  works,  not  mine,  0  Christ, 

Speak  gladness  to  this  heart; 
They  tell  me  all  is  done ; 
They  bid  my  fear  depart : 
To  whom,  save  thee,   I    For  sin  atone, 
Who  canst  alone         |    Lord,  shall  I  flee? 

2  Thy  wounds,  not  mine,  0  Christ, 

Can  heal  my  bruised  soul ; 
Thy  stripes,  not  mine,  contain 

The  balm  that  makes  me  whole : 
To  whom,  save  thee,  I    For  sin  atone, 
Who  canst  alone         |    Lord,  shall  I  flee? 

3  Thy  cross,  not  mine,  0  Christ, 

Has  borne  the  awful  load 
Of  sins  that  none  could  bear 
But  the  incarnate  God : 
To  whom,  save  thee,  I    For  sin  atone. 
Who  canst  alone         j    Lord,  shall  I  flee  ? 

4  Thy  death,  not  mine,  0  Christ, 

Has  paid  the  ransom  due ; 
Ten  thousand  deaths  like  mine 

Would  have  been  all  too  few : 
To  whom,  save  thee,  I    For  sin  atone. 
Who  canst  alone  |    Lord,  shall  I  nee 


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MAN. 


423 


L.  M. 


145 


One  believing  LooL: 

1  Could  I  recall  the  buried  past, 
And  all  its  richest  offerings  cast 
Before  thee,  Lord,  what  wouldst  thou  see 
But  sin  in  them,  and  guilt  in  me  ? 

2  A  backward  glance, — shame  paints  my  cheek  ; 
An  inward,— all  is  vile  and  weak  ; 

But  looking  upward,  clear  and  long, 
Light  streams  o'er  all— for  there  I'm  strong  ; 

3  Strong  in  the  strength  of  him  who  died— 
The  Righteous,  yet  the  Crucified  !— 
Strong  in  the  strength  of  him  who  lives, 
And  grace  to  help  in  weakness  gives. 


424 


C.  M. 

All  due  to  Grace. 


164 


1  All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt, 

My  death,  was  all  mine  own  ; 
All  that  I  am,  I  owe  to  thee, 
My  gracious  God  alone. 

2  The  evil  of  my  former  state 

Was  mine,  and  only  mine ; 
The  good  in  which  I  now  rejoice 
Is  thine,  and  only  thine. 

3  The  darkness  of  my  former  state, 

The  bondage— all  was  mine; 
The  light  of  life  in  which  I  walk, 
The  liberty— is  thine. 

4  Thy  grace  that  made  me  feel  my  sin, 

It  taught  me  to  believe ; 
Then,  in  believing,  peace  I  found, 
Ana  now  I  live,  I  live. 

*  All  that  I  am,  e'en  here  on  earth, 
All  that  I  hope  to  be, 
When  Jesus  comes  and  glory  dawns, 
I  owe  it,  Lord,  to  thee. 

425  L.  M. 

Self-righteousness  renounced. 

1  No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 

Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before. 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Tea,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Oh,  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne  : 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 


194 


426 


S.  M. 


18* 


Salvation  through  Christ. 

1  Not  what  I  feel  or  do 

<  an  give  me  peace  with  God, 
Not  allmy  prayers  and  sighs  and  tears 
Can  bear  my  awful  load. 

2  Thy  work  alone,  0  Christ, 

Can  ease  this  weight  of  sin ; 
Thy  blood  alone,  0  Lamb  of  God, 
Can  give  me  peace  within. 

3  Thy  love  to  me  0  God, 

Not  mine,  0  Lord,  to  thee. 
Can  rid  me  of  this  dark  unrest, 
And  set  my  spirit  free. 

4  'Tis  Christ  who  saveth  me. 

And  freely  pardon  gives; 

I  love  because  he  loveth  me, 

I  live  because  he  lives. 

427  C.  M.  148 

Pleading  Christ's  Death. 

1  Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne, 

And  all  thy  glory  see; 
This  is  my  stay,  and  this  alone, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  How  can  a  soul  condemned  to  die, 

Escape  the  just  decree? 
Helpless,  and  full  of  sin  am  I, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Burdened  with  sin's  oppressive  chain, 

Oh,  how  can  I  get  free  ? 
No  peace  can  all  my  efforts  gain, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

4  And  Lord,  when  I  behold  thy  face 

This  must  be  all  my  plea ; 
Save  me  by  thy  almighty  grace, 
For  Jesus  died  for  me. 

428  L.  M.  6l.  1S8 

The  Death  of  Christ  sufficient. 

1  When  time  seems  short  and  death  is  near 
And  I  am  pressed  by  doubt  and  fear, 
And  sins,  an  overflowing  tide, 

Assail  my  peace  on  every  side, 

This  thought  my  refuge  still  shall  be, 

I  know  the  Saviour  died  for  me. 

2  If  grace  were  bought,  I  could  not  buy; 
If  grace  were  coined,  no  wealth  have  I : 
By  grace  alone  I  draw  my  breath, 
Held  up  from  everlasting  death ; 

Yet,  since  I  know  his  grace  is  free, 
I  know  the  Saviour  died  for  me. 

3  My  faith  is  weak,  but  'tis  thy  gift; 
Thou  canst  my  helpless  soul  uplift, 
And  say,  "Thy  bonds  of  death  are  riven, 
Thy  sins  by  me  are  all  forgiven ; 

And  thou  shalt  live  from  guilt  set  free, 
For  I,  thy  Saviour,  died  for  thee." 


TRUSTING  IN  CHRIST. 


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429  C.  P.  M. 

The  only  Foundation. 

1  Had  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside, 
I'd  cleave  to  Jesus  crucified, 

And  build  on  him  alone; 
Fur  no  foundation  is  there  giv'n 
On  which  to  place  my  hopes  of  heav'n, 

But  Christ,  the  corner-stone. 

2  Possessing  Christ  I  all  possess. 
Wisdom  and  strength  and  righteousness, 

And  holiness  complete; 
Bold  in  his  name,  I  dare  draw  nigh 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  sky, 

And  all  his  justice  meet. 

3  There  is  no  path  to  heav'nly  bliss, 
To  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace. 

But  Christ,  th'  appointed  road ; 
Oh,  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way, 
By  faith  rejoice  and  praise  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God. 

430  C.  M. 

Saints  in  the  Hands  of  Christ. 

1  Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands, 

My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honor  is  engaged  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep ; 
All,  whom  his  heavenly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 

His  favorites  from  his  breast ; 
Within  the  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  forever  rest. 


431 


7s.  6l. 

Christ  all  in  all. 


1  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be, 
Jesus  shed  his  blood  for  me; 
Died  that  I  might  live  on  high, 
Died  that  I  might  never  die; 
As  the  brauch  is  to  the  vine, 

I  am  his  and  he  is  mine. 

2  Oh,  the  height  of  Jesus'  love ! 
Higher  than  the  heavens  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  of  sea, 
Lasting  as  eternity ; 

Love  that  found  me,  wondrous  thought ! 
Found  me  when  I  sought  him  not! 

3  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be, 
Christ  is  all  in  all  to  me ; 

All  my  wants  to  him  are  known, 
All  my  sorrows  are  his  own ; 
Safe  with  him  from  earthly  strife, 
He  sustains  the  hidden  life. 


432 


C.  M. 


141 


My  Saviour  died  for  me. 
1  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord: 


In  thee  I  put  my  trust, 

^ed  by  thy 
A  feeble  child  of  dust. 


Encouraged  by  thy  holy  word, 


2  I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea; 
And  'tis  enough  the  Saviour  died, 
The  Saviour  died  for  me. 

3  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat, 

And  furious  foes  assail, 
My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat, 
My  hope  within  the  veil. 

4  From  strife  of  tongues  and  bitter  words, 

My  spirit  flies  to  thee ; 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords, 
My  Saviour  died  for  me. 


433 


CM. 


141 


My  Hiding  Place. 

1  Thou  art,  0  Lord,  my  hiding  place. 

In  danger  and  distress; 
My  weary  spirit  turns  to  thee 
When  thronging  terrors  press. 

2  And,  oh,  with  bounding  heart  I  praise 

Thy  free,  exhaustless  grace; 
Thou  never  to  my  needy  cry 
Turn'st  an  upbraiding  face. 

3  Thy  ready  hand  applies  the  blood 

That  makes  the  conscience  clean  ; 
Thy  gentle  voice  the  pardon  breathes 
That  stills  the  storm  within. 

4  Good  Shepherd,  thy  most  helpless  lamb 

Within  thy  bosom  hide ; 

Set  me  a  seal  upon  thy  heart, 

And  let  me  there  abide. 


434 


L.  M. 


ISO 


Robe  of  Riyhteousne*$. 

1  Jesus,  thy  robe  of  righteousness 
My  beauty  is,  my  glorious  dress : 
'Mid  flaming  worlds,  in  this  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  dnst  of  death  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies. 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea,-" 
"  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me. 

3  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruined  nature  rtlnks  in  years ; 
No  age  can  change  the  glorious  hue 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

4  Oh,  let  the  dead  new  hear  thy  voice , 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice ; 
Their  beauty  this  their  glorious  dress 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 


84 


MAN. 


435 


7s  &  6s. 


172 


He  hath  borne  our  Griefs. 

1  I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God; 
He  bears  them  all  and  frees  us 
From  the  accursed  load. 

2  I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
"White  in  his  blood  most  precious, 
Till  not  a  stain  remains. 

3  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus; 

All  fulness  dwells  in  him; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 
He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 

4  I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cures 
He  from  them  all  releases, 
He  all  my  sorrow  shares. 


436 


7s  &  6s. 


Besting  on  Jesus. 

1  T  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus. 

This  weary  soul  of  mine , 
His  right  hand  me  embraces, 
I  on  his  breast  recline. 

2  I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord; 

Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes, 

His  name  abroad  is  poured. 

3  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 
The  Father's  holy  Child. 

4  I  Ion?  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 

To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 


437 


8s  &  6. 


176 


Prayer  for  Christ's  Intercession. 

1  0  thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend, 
Who,  loving,  lov'st  them  to  the  end, 
On  this  alone  my  hopes  depend, 

That  thou  wilt  plead  for  me. 

2  When  weary  in  the  Christian  race. 
Far  off  appears  my  resting  place, 
And,  fainting,  I  mistrust  thy  grace, 

Then,  Saviour,  plead  for  me. 

3  When  I  have  erred  and  gone  astray, 
Afar  from  thine  and  wisdom's  way, 
And  see  no  glimmering,  guiding  ray, 

Still,  Saviour,  plead  for  me. 

4  When  Satan,  by  my  sins  made  bold. 
Strives  from  thy  cross  to  loose  my  hold, 
Then  with  thy  pitying  arms  enfold, 

And  plead,  oh,  plead  for  me ! 


5  And  when  my  dying  hour  draws  near, 
Darkened  with  anguish,  guilt,  and  fear 
Then  to  my  fainting  sight  appear, 
Pleading  in  heaven  for  me. 


438 


S.  M. 


iya 


The  Safety  of  the  Otrislian. 

1  I  stand  on  Ziou's  mount, 

And  view  my  starry  crown ; 
No  power  on  earth  my  hope  can  shake, 
Nor  hell  can  thrust  me  down. 

2  The  lofty  hills  and  towers, 

That  lift  their  heads  on  high, 

Shall  all  be  leveled  low  in  dust — 

Their  very  names  shall  die. 

3  The  vaulted  heavens  shall  fall, 

Built  by  Jehovah's  hands; 
But  firmer  than  the  heavens,  the  Kock 
Of  my  salvation  stands. 


439 


H.   M. 


The  finished  Work. 

1  Done  is  the  work  that  saves ; 

Once  and  forever  done : 
Finished  the  righteousness 

That  clothes  the  unrighteous  one. 
The  love  that  blesses  us  below 
Is  flowing  freely  to  us  now. 

2  The  sacrifice  is  o'er; 

The  veil  is  rent  in  twain  ; 
The  mercy-seat  is  red 

With  blood  of  victims  slain; 
Why  stand  we  then  without,  in  fear? 
The  blood  divine  invites  us  near. 

3  Upon  the  mercy-seat 

The  High  Priest  sits  within ; 
The  blood  is  in  his  hand 

Which  makes  and  keeps  us  clean. 
With  boldness  let  us  now  draw  near, 
That  blood  ha=  banished  every  fear. 


440 


L.  M. 

Trust  in  Oirist. 


149 


1  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  my  life,  my  light, 
My  strength  by  day,  my  trust  by  night. 
On  earth  I'm  but  a  passing  guest. 
And  sorely  with  my  sins  oppressed. 

2  Since  thou  hast  died,  the  pure,  the  just, 
I  take  my  homeward  way  in  trust; 
The  gates  of  heaven,  Lord,  open  wide, 
When  here  I  may  no  more  abide. 

3  And  when  the  last  great  day  ig  come, 
And  thou,  our  Judge,  shalt  speak  the  dcuin, 
Let  me  with  ioy  behold  the  light, 

And  set  me  then  upon  thy  right. 

4  All !  then  I  have  my  heart's  desire, 
When,  singing  with  the  angels'  choir 
Among  the  ransomed  of  thy  grace 
Forever  I  behold  thy  face. 


TRUSTING   IN  CHRIBT. 


83 


*41 


L.  M. 


146 


Jesus  plead*  for  me. 

1  Before  the  throne  of  God  above 

I  have  a  strong,  a  perfect  plea ; 
A  <?reat  High  Priest,  whose  name  is  Love. 
Who  ever  lives  and  pleads  for  me. 

2  Mv  name  is  graven  on  his  hands. 

My  name  is  written  on  his  heart : 
I  know  that  while  in  heaven  he  stands 
No  tongue  can  bid  me  thence  depan. 

3  Because  the  sinless  Saviour  died, 

My  sinful  soul  is  counted  free ; 
For  God,  the  Just,  is  satisfied 
To  look  on  him  and  pardon  me. 

4  One  with  himself.  I  cannot  die ; 

My  soul  is  purchased  by  his  blood ; 
Mv  life  is  hid  with  Christ  on  high. 
With  Christ,  my  Saviour  and  my  God. 

442  C.  M.  6l.  188 

The  Suretyship  of  Jesus. 

1  0  Christ,  what  burdens  bowed  thy  head ; 

Our  load  was  laid  on  thee ; 
Thou  stoodest  in  the  sinner's  Btead, 

Barest  all  my  ill  for  me : 
A  victim  led.  thy  blood  was  shed ; 

Now  there's  no  load  for  me. 

2  Death  and  the  curse  were  in  our  cup, 

0  Christ,  'twas  full  for  thee ; 
But  thou  hast  drained  the  last  dark  drop ; 

'Tis  empty  now  for  me. 
That  bitter  cup,  love  drank  it  up; 

Now  blessing's  draught  for  me. 

3  For  me.  Lord  Jesus,  thou  hast  died, 

And  I  have  died  in  thee; 
Thou  "rt  risen:  my  bands  are  all  untied. 

And  now  thou  liv'st  in  me. 
When  purified,  made  white,  and  tried. 

Thy  glory  then  for  me. 


443 


L.  M. 

Completeness. 


135 


1  Complete  in  thee,— no  work  of  mine 
May  take,  dear  Lord,  the  place  of  thine ; 
Thy  blood  has  pardon  bought  for  me, 
And  I  am  now  complete  in  thee. 

2  Complete  in  thee,— no  more  shall  sin, 
Thy  grace  has  conquered,  reign  within : 
Thy  voice  will  bid  the  tempter  flee. 
And  I  shall  stand  complete  in  thee. 

3  Complete  in  thee,— each  want  supplied. 
And  no  good  thing  to  me  denied. 
Since  thou  my  portion.  Lord,  wilt  be. 

I  ask  no  more,— complete  in  thee. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  when,  before  thy  bar 
\]t  tribes  and  tongues  assembled  are, 
xmong  thy  chosen  may  I  be 

At  thy  right  hand,— complete  in  thee. 


444  C.  M.  6l.  1R3 

The  Fearlessness  of  the  Believer. 

1  In  all  the  impotence  of  need, 

My  God.  I  count  on  thee: 
And  in  the  Name  of  names  I  plead 

Intent  thy  power  to  see. 
The  foe  is  near,  I  will  not  fear, 

Thou  standest  up  for  me. 

2  I  watch  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 

I  dwell  beneath  thy  wines; 
Thy  wisdom  undertakes  my  case. 

Thine  arm  salvation  brines. 
My  Shield  are  thou,  my  Buckler  now, 

3Iy  victor  spirit  sings. 

3  My  God,  thou  hast  vouchsafed  to  be 

My  Father  and  my  Guide: 
Tho  sprinkled  blood  assurcth  me 

How  well  thou  dost  provide. 
At  peace  and  free,  I  walk  with  thee, 

No  more  to  leave  thy  side. 


445 


8s  &  7s. 


190 

Trusting  in  Jesus. 

1  Who  trusts  in  God  a  strong  abode* 

In  heaven  and  earth  possesses ; 
Who  looks  in  love  to  Christ  above. 
No  fear  his  heart  oppresses. 

2  In  only  thee,  dear  Lord.  I  see 

Sweet  hope  and  consolation. 

My  shield  from  foes  nit  balm  for  woes, 

My  great  and  sure  salvation. 

3  In  all  the  strife  of  mortal  life 

My  foot  shall  stand  securely ; 
Temptation's  hour  shall  lose  its  power, 
For  thou  wilt  guard  me  surely. 

4  0  God,  renew  with  heavenly  dew 

My  body,  soul,  and  spirit. 
And  be  thou  mine  and  keep  me  thine 
For  Jesus'  saving  merit. 


446 


L.  M. 


123 


Security  of  the  Believer. 

1  How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  Btrove 

To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God ! 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love. 
And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word. 
And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise 

3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long. 

My  soul  to  this  dear  reftige  flies :', 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong. 
While  tempests  blow  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up; 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope 
In  oaths  and  promises  and  blood. 


S8 


MAN. 


44; 


L.  M. 

All  Thing*  in  Christ. 


450 


C.  M. 


1  Fountain  of  grace,  rich,  full    and  free, 
What  need  I  that  is  not  in  thee? 
Full  pardon,  strength  to  meet  the  day. 
And  peace  which  none  can  take  awaj. 

2  Doth  sickness  fill  the  heart  with  fear? 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  that  thou  art  near. 
Am  I  with  dread  of  justice  tried? 
"Tis  sweet  to  feel  that  Christ  hath  died. 

3  In  life,  thy  promises  of  aid 
Forhid  my  heart  to  he  afraid  : 

In  death,  peace  gently  veils  the  eyes  ; 
Christ  rose,  and  I  shall  surely  rise. 

4  0  all-sufficient  Saviour,  be 
This  all-sufficiency  to  me: 

Nor  pain  nor  sin  nor  death  can  harm 
The  weakest  shielded  by  thine  arm. 


448 


C.  M. 


The  new  Covenant  sealed. 


1  "The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

Shall  stand  forever  good:" 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood, 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  wcrd 

I  set  my  worthless  name ; 
I  seal  the  promise  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  I  rail  that  legacy  my  own. 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath : 
'Twas  purchased  with  a  dying  groan. 
And  ratified  in  death. 

4  The  light  and  strength,  the  pardoning  grace. 

And  glory  shall  be  mine : 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh. 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

449  C.  M. 

Fear  not. 

1  Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears, 

Be  mercy  all  your  theme: 

For  mercy  like  a  river  flows' 

In  one  perpetual  stream. 

2  "  Fear  not "  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  those  powers  restrain ; 
His  arm  will  all  their  rage  repel. 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  "  Fear  not "  the  want  of  outward  good  : 

For  his  he  will  provide. 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  "  Fear  not "  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Nor  death's  relentless  sting ; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 


Confidence  in  God. 

1  roon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say. 

"  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace." 
My  heart  replied,  without  delav, 
"  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 

God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 

In  each  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  de»r 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die. 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints. 

And  keep  your  courage  up: 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 


451 


I  s. 


5l. 


Only  the  Crucified. 

1  Ask  ye  what  great  thing  I  know 
That  delights  and  stirs  me  so? 
What  the  high  reward  I  win  ? 
Whose  the  name  I  glory  in  ? 

Jesus  Christ,  the  Crucified. 

2  What  is  faith's  foundation  strong? 
What  awakes  my  lips  to  song? 

He  who  bore  my  sinful  load. 
Purchased  for  me  peace  with  God, 
Jesus  Christ,  the  Crucified. 

3  Who  is  life  in  life  tn  me? 

Who  the  death  of  death  will  be  ? 
Whn  will  place  me  on  his  rieht. 
With  the  countless  hosts  of  light  ? 
Jesus  Christ,  the  Crucified. 

4  This  is  that  great  thine  I  know; 
This  delights  and  stirs  me  so; 
Faith  in  him  who  died  to  save. 
Him  who  triumphed  o'er  tb»  grave, 

Jesus  Christ,  the  Crucified. 


452 


L.  M. 


Tlie  Grasp  of  Faith. 

1  When  sins  and  fears,  prevailing,  rise, 

And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
To  thee.  0  Lord,  I  lift  my  eyes: 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desire*. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ? 

And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort,  die? 
'Tis  fixed  on  thine  almighty  word. 
That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives. 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure: 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives; 
Here  I  may  build,  and  rest  secure. 


TRUSTING  IN  CHRIST. 


*7 


4  Here  let  mv  faith  unshaken  dwell ; 

Forever  sure  the  promise  stands ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

5  Here,  0  mv  soul,  thy  trust  repose; 

If  Jesus  is  forever  mine. 
Not  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes, 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 


453 


7s  &  6s.  i7o 

The  old,  old  Story. 

1  Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
Tell  me  the  story  simply, 

As  to  a  little  child, 
For  I  am  weak  and  weary, 

And  helpless  and  denied. 

2  Tell  me  the  story  slowly. 

That  I  may  take  it  in— 
That  wonderful  redemption, 

God's  remedy  for  sin. 
Tell  me  the  story  often. 

For  I  forget  so  soon ! 
The  "early  dew"  of  morning 

Has  passed  away  at  noon. 

3  Tell  me  the  same  old  story. 

When  you  have  cause  to  fear 
That  this  world's  empty  glory 

Is  costing  me  too  dear. 
Yes,  and  when  that  world's  glory 

Is  dawning  on  my  soul. 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story : 

"  Christ  Jesus  makes  thee  whole.' 


454  C.  M  14! 

The  Gotpel  a  Savor  of  Life  or  Death. 

1  Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme , 

The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word ; 
Thev  see  what  w  sdom,  power,  and  love 
Sliine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 


455 


7s. 


SIS 


Winning  Soult  to  Chriet. 

1  Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God  ? 
Tell  him  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Once  for  dying  sinners  spilt, 
To  atone  for  all  their  guilt. 

2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side; 
How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crowned, 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drowned; 

3  How  he  yielded  up  his  breath ; 
How  he  agonized  in  death ; 
How  he  lives  to  intercede  : 
Christ  our  Advocate  and  Head. 

4  Tell  him  of  that  liberty 
Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free; 
Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 


456 


8s  &  7s. 


Glorying  in  the  Cro«$. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory,     _ 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time-, 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me, 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  bl«sssing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


457 


C.  M. 


185 


Prayer  for  Faith. 

1  0  God  of  our  salvation,  Lord 

Of  wondrous  power  and  love. 
May  faith,  whereby  we  look  to  thee, 
Be  sent  us  from  above. 

2  'Tis  faith  that  gives  us  strength  to  fight, 

That  we  our  foes  may  quell ; 
'Tiswith  the  shield  of  faith  we  quench 
The  fiery  darts  of  hell. 

3  Bv  faith  we  make  our  prayers  to  thee 

"In  that  most  holy  name, 
On  which,  for  mercy  and  for  peace. 
We  rest  our  humble  claim. 

4  For  thy  dew  sake,  assist  us,  Lord, 

To  run  our  heavenward  race ; 
And,  oh,  may  no  unholy  life 
Our  holy  faith  disgrace  ! 


S8 


MAN. 


468  C.  M.  14a 

The  Work  of  Faith. 

1  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  blips, 

And  saves  us  from  its  snares ; 
It  yields  support  in  all  our  toils, 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  giro; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Faith  shows  the  promise  fully  sealed 

With  our  Redeemer's  blood; 
It  helps  our  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

4  There,  still  unshaken,  would  we  rest, 

Till  this  frail  l>ody  dies, 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

469  L.  M. 

Without  Faith  it  is  impossible  to  please  God. 

1  Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven, 
Which  grasps  the  promise  God  has  given ; 
A  trust  that  cannot  be  o'erthrown, 
Securely  fixed  on  Christ  alone. 

2  Faith  finds  in  Christ  whate'er  we  need, 
To  save,  and  strengthen,  guide  and  feed  ; 
Strong  in  his  grace,  it  joys  to  share 
His  cross,  in  hope  his  crown  to  wear. 

3  Faith  feels  the  Spirit's  kindling  breath, 
In  hope  and  love  that  conquer  death; 
Faith  brings  us  to  delight  in  God, 
And  blesses  e'en  his  smiting  rod. 

4  Such  faith  in  us,  0  God,  implant, 
And  to  our  prayers  thy  favor  grant, 
In  Jesus  Christ,  thy  saving  Son, 
Who  is  our  Fount  of  health  alone. 

460  C  M.  141 

Lord,  I  believe ;  help  thou  my  Unbelief. 

1  Lord,  I  believe;  thy  power  I  own, 

Thy  word  I  would  obey : 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone. 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord,  I  believe;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light, 

3  Lord,  T  believe ;  but  oft,  I  know, 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak : 
My  weakness  strengthen,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes,  I  believe;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief: 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow; 
"  Help  thou  mine  unbelief!" 


461 


L.  M. 


124 


Thou  art  Mine. 

1  Y^s.  thou  art  mine,  my  blessed  Lord; 

Forever  and  forever  mine ; 
And,  purchased  with  thy  precious  blood. 
My  Lord  and  Saviour,  I  am  thine. 

2  Thy  spotless  righteousness  is  mine, 

Resplendent  now  before  the  throne; 
In  thee  I  stand  accepted  there- 
in thee,  0  Son  of  God,  alone. 

3  Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  is  mine,  for  thou 

Didst  send  him,  never  to  depart. 

Thine  own  sweet  Comforter,  to  dwell 

Within  the  temple  of  my  heart. 

4  Thy  rich  inheritance  is  mine; 

Joint  heir  with  thee  of  worlds  above.. 
Lord,  in  thy  kingdom  I  shall  6hine. 
And  reign  with  thee  in  endless  love. 


LOVING  CHRIST. 

462  C.  M.  zts 

Love  to  the  Lord  declared. 

1  I  love  the  Lord :  he  heard  my  cries. 

And  pitied  every  groan : 
Lone  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord ;  he  bowed  his  ear. 

And  chased  my  grief  away  ; 
Oh,  let  my  heart,  no  more  despair. 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distressed ; 

He  bade  my  pains  remove ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

463  C.  M.  144 

Christ  is  all. 

1  Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 

No  comeliness  I  see ; 
The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord. 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 

2  The  sense  of  thy  expiring  love 

Into  my  soul  convey: 
Thyself  bestow;  for  thee  alone 
My  all  in  all  I  pray 

3  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 

My  comfort  to  restore  ; 
More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave 
And  thou  canst  give  no  more. 

4  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  love, 

Oh,  teach  me  to  resign ; 
I'm  rich  to  all  the  intents  of  bliss, 
If  thou,  0  God,  art  mine. 


LOTING  CHRIST. 


464 


8s  &  7s. 


201 

"  I  would  love  thee." 

1  I  would  love  thee,  God  and  Father, 

My  Redeemer,  and  my  King ; 
I  would  love  thee;  for,  without  thee, 
Life  is  hut  a  bitter  thing. 

2  I  would  love  thee ;  every  blessing 

Flows  to  me  from  out  thy  throne: 
I  would  love  thee ;  he  who  loves  thee 
Never  feels  himself  alone. 

3  I  would  love  thee  ;  look  upon  me. 

Ever  guide  me  with  thine  eye : 

I  would  love  thee;  if  not  nourished 

By  thy  love,  my  soul  would  die. 

4  I  would  love  thee :  I  have  vowed  it, 

On  thy  love  my  heart  is  set : 

While  I  love  thee,  I  will  never 

My  Redeemer's  blood  forget. 


465 


8s,  7s,  &  7s. 


Thou  knoicest  that  I  love  thee. 

1  I  will  love  thee,  all  my  treasure; 

I  will  love  thee,  all  my  strength; 
I  will  love  thee  without  measure, 

And  without  a  stain  at  length: 
I  will  love  thee,  Light  divine, 
Till  I  die  and  find  thee  mine. 

2  Be  my  heart  more  warmly  glowing, 

Sweet  and  calm  the  tears  I  shed ; 
And  its  love,  its  ardor,  showing, 

Let  my  spirit  onward  tread : 
Near  to  thee,  and  nearer  still, 
Draw  this  heart,  this  mind,  this  will. 

3  I  will  love  in  joy  or  sorrow. 

While  I  in  this  body  dwell; 
I  will  love  to-day,  to-morrow, 

With  a  love  no  words  can  tell  : 
I  will  love  thee.  Light  divine, 
Till  I  die  and  find  thee  mine. 


466 


CM. 


Gratitude  to  Cltrisf. 

1  I  love  thee,  0  my  God,  but  not 

For  what  I  hope  thereby; 
Nor  yet  because  who  love  thee  not. 

Must  die  eternally : 
I  love  thee,  O  my  God,  and  still 

I  ever  will  love  thee, 
Solely  because  my  God  thou  art, 

Who  first  has  loved  me. 

2  For  me,  to  lowest  depths  of  woe 

Thou  didst  thyself  abase; 
For  me  didst  bear  the  cross,  the  shame, 

And  manifold  disgrace. 
For  me  didst  suffer  pains  unknown, 

Blood-sweat  and  agonv. 
Yea,  death  itself,— all,  all  for  me, 

For  me,  thine  enemy. 


3  Then  shall  I  not,  0  Saviour  mine ! 

Shall  I  not  love  thee  well  ? 
Not  with  the  hope  of  winning  heaven, 

Nor  of  escaping  hell; 
Not  with  theh«pe  of  earning  aught, 

Nor  seeking  a  reward, 
But  freely,  fully,  as  thyself 

Hast  loved  me,  0  Lord  ! 


467 


8s  &  7s. 


189 


"lam  a  Miracle  of  Grace.'''' 

1  Hail,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus ! 

Unly  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious. 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  j 
Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven  i 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness ! 
Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven,— 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay  ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 
Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven. 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness : 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven,— 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace ! 

3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir! 

1'raise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above! 
While,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love : 
That  blest  moment  I  received  him 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace : 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven,— 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace ! 


468 


7s.  6l. 

J*sus  only. 


1  Blessed  Saviour,  thee  I  love 
All  my  other  joys  above  ; 
All  my  hopes  in  thee  abide. 
Thou  my  hope,  and  naught  beside  : 
Ever  let  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee. 

2  Once  again  beside  the  cross 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away. 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day : 
Hence,  vain  shadows!  let  me  see 
Jesus  crucified  for  me. 

3  Blessed  Saviour,  thine  am  I. 
Thine  to  live  and  thine  to  die; 
Height  or  depth  or  earthly  pow'r 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more , 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee. 


90 


MAN. 


469  G.  P.  M  886 

The  Fulness  of  Christ's  Love. 
\  O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die,  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell : 
No  mortal  can  its  riches  tell, 

Nor  first-born  sons  of  light : 
In  vain  they  long  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  the  height. 

3  Oh  that  I  could  forever  sit 

In  transport  at  my  Saviour's  feet ! 
Be  this  my  happy  choice  ; 
"elifi" 


My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss ; 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 
To  hear  my  Saviour's  voice. 


470 


L.  M. 


185 


The  Teaching  of  Jesus. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousand?  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest:  " 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest, 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust; 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay : 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 


7s.  6l.  186 

Obligation  to  Christ  manifested. 


m 


1  Chosen,  not  for  good  in  me, 
Wakened  up  from  wrath  to  flee, 
Hidden  in  tne  Saviour's  side, 
By  the  Spirit  sanctified,— 
Teach  me,  Lord,  on  earth  to  show, 
By  my  love,  how  much  I  owe. 

2  Oft  the  nights  of  sorrow  reign  ; 
Weeping,  sickness,  sighing,  pain; 
But  a  night  thine  anger  burns ; 
Morning  comes,  and  joy  returns: 
God  of  comforts,  bid  me  show 

To  thy  poor  how  much  I  owe. 

3  When  in  flowery  paths  I  tread, 
Oft  by  sin  I'm  captive  led; 

Oft  I  fall,  but  still  arise; 
Jesvs  comes,  the  tempter  flies : 
Blessed  Jesus,  bid  me  show 
Weary  sinners  all  I  owe. 


472 


L.  M. 


L?l 


Enjoyment  of  Christ's  Love. 

1  Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No  thought  can  reach.no  tongue  declare; 
Unite  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray ! 

All  pain  before  its  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame, 

And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love,  in  sufferings,  be  my  peace; 

Thy  love,  in  weakness,  make  me  strong; 
And,  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease. 
Thy  love  shall  be  in  heaven  my  song. 


473 


C.  M. 


1ST 


Christ 


unseen. 

1  Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 

That  radiant  form  of  thine; 
The  veil  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  blessed  face  and  mine. 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me ; 
And  earth  hath  ne'er  so  dear  a  spot, 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone, 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ;  and  will 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

4  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal, 

And  still  this  throbbing  heart, 
The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal, 
All  glorious  as  thou  art. 

474  7s  &  6s.  17a 

The  exceeding  Riches  of  his  Grace. 

1  0  Lord,  thy  love's  unbounded ; 

So  full,  so  sweet,  so  free, 
Our  thoughts  are  all  confounded, 
Whene'er  we  think  on  thee. 

2  For  us,  thou  cam'st  from  heaven, 

For  us  to  bleed  and  die ; 
That,  purchased  and  forgiven, 
We  might  ascend  on  high. 

3  Oh,  let  this  love  constrain  ub 

To  give  our  hearts  to  thee ; 

Let  nothing  henceforth  pain  us, 

But  that  which  paineth  thee. 

4  Our  joy,  our  one  endeavor. 

Through  suffering,  conflict,  shame 
To  serve  thee,  gracious  Saviour, 
And  magnify  thy  name. 


LOVING  CHRIST. 


01 


4:75  L.  M.  6l. 

More  Love  desired. 

1  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all, 
Hear  me,  blest  Saviour,  when  I  call ; 
Hear  me,  and  from  thy  dwelling  place 
Pour  down  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  thee  adore; 

Oh,  make  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  Jesus,  too  late  I  thee  have  sought ; 
How  can  I  love  thee  as  I  ought? 
And  how  extol  thy  matchless  fame, 
The  glorious  beauty  of  thy  name? 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  thee  adore; 

Oh,  make  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 
'  Josus,  what  didst  thou  find  in  me, 
That  thou  hast  dealt  so  lovingly? 
How  great  the  joy  that  thou  hast  brought 
So  far  exceeding  hope  or  thought ! 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  thee  adore; 
Oh,  make  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 
Jesus,  of  thee  shall  be  my  song; 
To  thee  my  heart  and  soul  belong; 
A II  that  I  have  or  own  is  thine, 
And  thou,  blest  Saviour,  thou  art  mine. 
J^sus,  my  Lord,  I  thee  adore; 
Oh,  make  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 

476  6s  &  4s.  181 

The  Name  of  Jesus  praised. 

1  Jesus,  thy  name  I  love, 
All  other  names  above, 

Jesus,  my  Lord. 
Oh,  thou  art  all  to  me; 
Nothing  to  please  I  see, 
Nothing  apart  from  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord. 

2  Thou,  blessed  Son  of  God, 
Hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 

Jesus,  my  Lord. 
Oh,  wondrous  is  thy  love, 
All  other  loves  above, 
Love  that  I  daily  prove, 

Jesus,  my  Lord. 
•*  When  unto  thee  I  flee, 
Thou  wilt  my  refuge  be, 

Jesus,  my  Lord. 
What  need  I  now  to  fear  ? 
What  earthly  grief  or  care, 
Since  thou  art  ever  near? 

Jesus,  my  Lord. 


477 


8s  &  7s. 


190 


The  Name  of  Jesus. 
1  There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth. 
No  name  so  sweet  in  heaven, 
The  name  before  his  wondrous  birth 
To  Christ  the  Saviour  given. 

We  love  to  sing  around  our  King, 

And  hail  him  blessed  Jesus; 
For  there  's  no  word  ear  ever  heard 
So  dear,  so  sweet,  as  Jesus. 


2  And  when  he  hung  upon  the  tree. 

They  wrote  this  name  above  him, 
That  all  might  see  the  reason  we 
Forevermore  must  love  him. 

3  So  now,  upon  his  Father's  throne, 

Almighty  to  release  us 
From  sin  and  pains,  he  ever  reigns, 
The  Prince  and  Saviour  Jesus. 

4  0  Jesus,  by  that  matchless  name, 

Thy  grace  shall  fail  us  never; 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same 
Thou  art  the  same  forever. 


478 


C.  M. 

Christ  precious. 


1  Jesus,  delightful  charming  name ! 

It  spreads  a  fragrance  round ; 
Justice  and  mercy,  truth  and  peace, 
In  union  hare  are  found. 

2  He  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  strength  ; 

In  him  all  glories  meet; 
He  is  a  shade  above  our  heads, 
A  light  to  guide  our  feet. 

3  The  thickest  clouds  are  soon  dispersed. 

If  Jesus  shows  his  face ; 

To  weary,  heavy-laden  souls 

He  is  the  resting-place. 

4  When  storms  arise  and  tempests  blow, 

He  speaks  the  stilling  word; 
The  threatening  billows  cease  to  flow, 
The  winds  obey  their  Lord. 


479  L.  M. 

A  Name  above  every  Name. 

1  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
Jehovah  Jesus,  name  divine. 

On  which  to  rest  for  sins  forgiven. 

For  peace  with  God,  for  hope  of  heaven. 

2  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
When  cares  and  fears  and  griefs  are  mine 
That,  with  a  gracious  power,  can  heal 
Each  care  and  fear  and  grief  I  feel. 

3  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
When  called  my  spirit  to  resign, 

To  bear  me  through  that  latest  strife. 
And  even  in  death  to  be  my  life. 

4  Name,  above  every  name,  thy  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days: 
Jehovah  Jesus,  name  divine, 

Bock  of  salvation,  thou  art  mine. 


92 


MAN. 


480 


C.  M. 


483 


C.  M. 


God  in  Christ. 

1  Dearest  of  all  the  names  above. 

My  SaTiour  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  c  nnfort  find  : 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy,  begin; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear ; 
His  grace  remove's  my  sin. 


66     iw  yy.     tp..  1&9 

The  Name  of  Jesus  precious. 
1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
Iu  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 


spin 
led  bi 


481 


CM. 


208 


Praise  for  Mediation. 

1  Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace; 

I  bless  my  Saviours  name; 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor. 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  has  raised  us  high; 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfilled  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finished  all  thy  will. 

3  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God: 

Thy  Sou  shall  bless  her  gates: 
And  glory,  purchased  by  his  blood. 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 

4  l>t  heaven,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high. 

To  God  their  voices  raise ; 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 


And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
"Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

4  Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


484 


L.  M. 


"  Xo  other  Friend  can  I  desire.'' 

1  My  precious  Lord,  for  thy  dear  nam© 
I  bear  the  cross,  despise  the  shame ; 
Nor  do  I  faint  while  thou  art  near; 
I  lean  on  thee;  how  can  I  fear? 

2  No  other  name  but  thine  is  given 
To  cheer  my  soul  in  earth  or  heaven ; 
No  other  wealth  will  I  require; 

No  other  friend  can  I  desire. 

3  Yea,  into  nothing  wou'd  I  fall 
For  thee  alone,  my  All  n  all ; 
To  feel  thy  love,  my  only  ;oy; 
To  tell  thy  love,  my  sole  employ. 


485 


CM. 


482 


CM. 


The  Name  of  Jesus. 

1  There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear, 

I  love  to  sing  its  worth  ■ 
It  sounds  like  music  in  nine  ear, 
The  sweetest  name  on  earth. 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  Saviour's  love, 

Who  died  to  set  me  free  ; 
It  telle  me  of  his  precious  blood. 
The  sinner's  perfect  plea. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  I  lore  so  well. 

The  name  I  lore  to  hear ! 
No  saint  on  earth  its  worth  can  tell. 
No  heart  conceive  how  dear. 

4  This  name  shall  shed  its  fragrance  Ptill 

Along  this  thorny  road; 
Shall  sweetly  smooth  the  rugged  hill 
That  leads  me  up  to  God. 


TJie  Name  of  Jesus  loved. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name; 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  It  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes.  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul. 

My  transport  and  my  trust: 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet: 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there.— 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last,  laboring  breath. 
And.  dving.  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


HAPPY  IN  CHRIST. 


93 


486 


Searching  Inquiry. 
my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord ; 


1  Hark. 
Tis  the  Saviour;  hear  his  word  : 
Jesus  speaks,  aud  speaks  to  thee : 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound. 
And  when  wounded,  healed  thy  wound, 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be ; 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'Bt  thou  me  ? " 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  ; 

Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 


804 


487 


C.  M. 


Most  glorious  King. 

1  0  Jesus,  King  most  wonderful, 

Thou  Conqueror  renowu'dt 

Thou  sweetness  most  ineffab.e, 

In  whom  all  joys  are  found ! 

2  When  once  thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine, 

Then  earthly  vanities  depart, 

Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  0  Jesus,  Light  of  all  below. 

Thou  Fount  of  living  fire, 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  knvw, 
And  all  we  can  desire. 

*  Jesus,  may  all  confess  thy  name, 
Thy  wondrous  love  adoro; 
Aud,  seeking  thee,  \h*»msenres  inflame 
To  seek  thee  more  and  more. 


HAPPY  IX  CHRIST. 


4£8 


8s  &  7s.  1( 

Joy  at  the  Cross. 
Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  friend. 


2  Love  and  grief,  my  neart  dividing. 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe  ; 
Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie ; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

4  Here  I'll  sit,  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy  streaming  in  his  blood ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead,  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

489  C.  M. 

The  Christian's  Happiness. 

1  How  happy's  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven ! 
"This  earth,"  he  cries,  "is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  home  in  heaven. 

2  "A  country  far  from  mortal  sight- 

Yet,  oh,  by  faith,  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me." 

3  Oh,  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours, 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay ! 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 
And  antedate  that  day. 

4  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 


490 


C.  M. 


804 


Supporting  Grace. 

1  How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state ! 

His  sins  are  all  forgiven ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

2  Though,  in  the  rugged  path  of  life. 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh 
Yet,  trusting  in  the  Lord,  he  finds 
Supporting  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wandering  steps, 

He  feels  the  chastening  rod. 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

4  And  when  the  welcome  message  comes, 

To  call  his  soul  away. 
His  soul  in  raptures  will  ascend 
To  everlasting  day. 


491 


6s  &  9s. 


Joy  of  a  Convert. 

1  Oh,  how  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 


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MAN. 


2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine 
When  the  favor  divine 

1  had  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

When  at  first  I  believed. 

What  true  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus1  sweet  naine  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know ; 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

i  Jesus  all  the  day  long 

Way  my  joy  and  my  song: 
Oh.  that  all  his  salvation  might  see ! 

"He  hath  loved  me,"  I  cried, 

'"He  hath  suffered  and  died 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me." 

5  Oh,  the  rapturous  height 

Of  that  holy  delight 
Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  \ 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 


492 


C.  M. 

The  Crown  of  Jesus. 


2  Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  pleading 

At  the  mercy-seat  above  ; 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 

3  Yes,  in  me  abroad  he  sheddeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light; 
And  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  might. 

4  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwelleth; 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me. 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth, 
Here  and  through  eternity, 

5  Thus  I  wait  for  his  returning, 

Singing  all  the  way  to  heaven : 

Such  the  joyful  song  of  morning, 

Such  the  tranquil  song  of  even 


494 


7s.  6l. 


1  The  head  that  once  was  crown'd     with  thorn-i 

la  crown'd  with  glory  now ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

3  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given  ; 

Their  name  an  everlasting  name, 

Their  joy  the  joy  of  heaven. 

4  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above : 
Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

5  The  cross  he  bore  is  life  and  health, 

Though  shame  and  death  to  him. 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 


Blessedness  of  Trust  in  Cltrist. 

1  Saviour,  happy  should  I  be. 
Could  I  always  trust  in  thee ; 
Trust  thy  wisdom  me  to  guide ; 
Trust  thy  goodness  to  provide  ; 
Trust  thy  saving  love  and  power ; 
Trust  thee  every  day  and  hour. 

2  Trust  thee  as  the  only  light 
In  the  darkest  hour  of  night ; 
Trust  in  sickness,  trust  in  health ; 
Trust  in  poverty  and  wealth ; 
Trust  in  joy,  and  trust  in  grief; 
Trust  thy  promise  for  relief. 

3  Trust  thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul; 
Trust  thy  grace  to  make  me  whole ; 
Trust  thee  living,  dying  too; 
Trust  thee  all  my  journey  through; 
Trust  thee  till  my  feet  shall  be 
Planted  on  the  crystal  sea. 


495 


493 


8s  &  7s. 

The  elder  Brother. 


1  Yes  for  me,  for  me  he  careth 
With  a  brother's  tender  care ; 
Yes,  with  me,  with  me  he  shareth 
Every  burden,  every  fear. 


S.  M. 

The  Rest  of  Failh. 
1  If  Jesus  be  my  friend. 
And  I  to  him  belong, 
I  care  not  what  my  foes  intend, 
Though  fierce  they  be  and  strong. 


2  I  rest  upon  the  ground 

Of  Jesus  and  his  blood  ; 
For  I  in  him  alone  have  found 
The  true,  eternal  good. 

3  My  heart  for  gladness  springs ; 

It  cannot  more  be  sad ; 
For  very  joy  it  smiles  and  sings. 
Sees  naught  but  sunshine  glad. 

4  The  sun  that  lights  mine  eyes, 

Is  Christ,  the  Lord  I  love ; 
I  sing  for  joy  of  that  which  lies 
Stored  up  for  me  above. 


HAPPY  IN  CHRIST. 


95 


496  C.  M.  88ss 

Perfect  Peace. 

1  A  mind  at  perfect  peace  with  God, 

Oh,  what  a  word  is  this  ! 
A  sinner,  reconciled  through  blood, 
This,  this  indeed  is  peace. 

2  By  nature  and  by  practice  far, 

How  very  far  from  God  ! 
Yet  now,  by  grace,  brought  nigh  to  him, 
Through  faith  in  Jesus'  blood. 

3  So  nigh,  so  very  nigh  to  God, 

I  cannot  nearer  be : 
For  in  the  person  of  his  Son 
I  am  as  near  as  he. 

4  So  dear,  so  very  dear  to  God, 

More  dear  I  cannot  be ; 
The  love  wherewith  he  loves  the  Son, 
Such  is  his  love  to  me. 


497 


7s. 

Joy  in  Christ. 


80? 


1  Joyful  be  the  hours  to-day ; 

Joyful  let  the  seasons  be ; 

Let  us  sing,  for  well  we  may ; 

Jesus,  we  will  sing  of  thee. 

2  Should  thy  people  silent  be. 

Then  the  very  stones  would  sing : 
What  a  debt  we  owe  to  thee, 
Thee,  our  Saviour,  thee  our  King  ! 

3  Joyful  are  we  now  to  own, 

Rapture  thrills  us  as  we  trace 
All  the  deeds  thy  love  hath  done, 
All  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 

4  'Tis  thy  grace  alone  can  save ; 

Every  blessing  comes  from  thee : 
All  we  have  and  hope  to  have, 
All  we  are  and  hope  to  be. 


498 


6s  &  4s. 


My  Beloved  is  mine. 

1  Now  I  have  found  a  friend, 
Whose  love  shall  never  end ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Though  earthly  joys  decrease. 
Though  human  friendships  cease, 
Now  I  have  lasting  peace ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Though  I  grow  poor  and  old, 
He  will  my  faith  uphold ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
He  shall  my  wants  supply ; 
His  precious  blood  is  nigh ; 
Naught  can  my  hope  destroy  ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  When  earth  shall  pass  away, 
In  the  great  judgment  day, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Oh,  what  a  glorious  thing. 
Then  to  behold  my  King, 
On  tuneful  harps  to  sing, 

Jesus  is  mine! 


499 


S.  M. 

Peace  with  God. 


1  I  hear  the  words  of  love, 

I  gaze  upon  the  blood, 
I  see  the  mighty  sacrifice, 
And  I  have  peace  with  God. 

2  'Tis  everlasting  peace, 

Sure  as  Jehovah's  name ; 
'Tie  stable  as  his  steadfast  throne, 
For  evermore  the  same. 

3  The  clouds  may  go  and  come, 

And  storms  may  sweep  my  sky, 
This  blood-sealed  friendship  changes  not, 
The  cross  is  ever  nigh. 

4  I  change,  he  changes  not. 

The  Christ  can  never  die; 
His  love,  not  mine,  the  resting  place, 
His  truth,  not  mine,  the  tie. 

5  I  know  he  liveth  now 

At  God's  right  hand  above : 
I  know  the  throne  on  which  he  sits ; 
I  know  his  truth  and  love. 


500 


C.  M. 

The  Heart  at  Rest. 


1  My  heart  is  resting,  0  my  God: 

I  will  give  thanks  and  sing, 
My  heart  has  found  the  secret  source 
Of  every  precious  thing, 

2  I  thirst  for  springs  of  heavenly  life, 

And  from  thyself  they  rise ; 
I  seek  the  treasure  of  thy  love, 
And  close  at  hand  it  lies. 

3  Thus  a  new  song  is  in  my  mouth, 

To  long  loved  music  set . 
Glory  to  thee  for  all  the  grace 
I  have  not  tasted  yet. 

4  I  have  a  heritage  of  joy 

That  yet  I  cannot  see: 
But  he  who  bled  to  make  it  mine 
Is  keeping  it  for  me. 

5  My  heart  is  resting,  0  my  God; 

My  heart  is  in  thy  care  ; 
And  while  it  finds  its  joy  in  thee, 
Can  trust  thee  everywhere. 


501 


C.  M. 


197 


Forgiveness  of  Sin  upon  Confession. 

1  Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they 

Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er : 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 


96 


MAN 


2  They  mourn  their  follies  past. 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound. 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray; 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

502  C.  M.  185 

The  Change  ejected  by  Grace. 

1  When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name 

And  changed  my  mournful  state. 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
T'c»  grace  .ppeared  bo  gieat. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 

And  sung  surprising  grace. 
'i  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  cried. 

And  owned  thy  power  divine; 
"Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 

"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 
t  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night. 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 

To  rivers  of  delight. 

503  S.  M. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth, 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 

And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne, 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  hill  of  Ziou  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We  're  marching  through  Iiumanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


248 


504 


L.  M. 


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Delight  in  ChrM. 
1  Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts, 

Thou  Fount  of  life,  thou  Light  of  men, 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 


2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call; 
To  them  that  seek  thee  thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  find  thee,  All  in  all. 

3  We  taste  thee,  0  thou  living  bread. 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still ; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  fountain  head. 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 
Glad  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see. 
Blest  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright, 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away; 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light. 


505 


L.  M. 

Joy  of  Conversion. 


1  Oh,  happy  day !  when  first  we  felt 
our  souls  with  deep  contrition  melt, 
And  saw  our  sins,  of  crimson  guilt. 
All  cleansed  by  blood  on  Calvary  spilt. 

2  Oh,  happy  day !  when  first  thy  love 
Began  our  grateful  hearts  to  move ; 
And  gazing  on  thy  wondrous  cross, 
We  saw  all  else  as  worthless  dross. 

3  Oh,  happy  day !  when  we  shall  see 
And  fix  our  longing  eyes  on  thee. 

On  thee,  our  Light,  our  Life,  our  Love, 
Our  All  below,  our  Heaven  above. 


506 


CM. 

No  Joy  without  God. 


1  God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope. 

My  help  forever  near. 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels.  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness : 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke. 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

■i  Then,  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ : 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroar 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 


HAPPY  IN  CHRI9T. 


W7 


507 


C.  M. 


All  Things  in  Christ. 
I  I  heard  th*>  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  wa9. 

Weary  and  worn  and  sad ; 

I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

£  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold  I  freely  give 
The  living  water;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light ; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun ; 
So  in  that  Light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  travelling  days  are  done. 


*08  7s. 

The  Pleasures  of  Religion. 


807 


1  'Tis  religion  that  can  give 
Sweet#»t  pleasures  while  we  live ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

Z  After  death,  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity : 
Be  the  living  God  my  Friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 


1S4 


509  C.  M. 

CJirist  our  only  Joy. 

1  Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 
With  gladness  fills  my  breast ; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

Z  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 
Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
0  Saviour  of  mankind ! 

5  And  those  who  find  thee,  find  a  bliss 
Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show : 
The  love  of  Jesus,  — what  it  is, 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

4  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou, 
As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be ; 
Jesus,  he  *hou  t-ur  glory  now. 
And  tnrv  ign  eternity. 


510 


H.  M. 


806 


Resting  in  Jesus. 

1  Jesus  we  rest  in  thee 

In  thee  ourselves  we  hide; 
Laden  with  guilt  and  misery, 

Where  could  we  rest  beside  ? 
'Tis  on  thy  meek  and  lowly  breast 
Our  weary  souls  alone  can  rest. 

2  The  slaves  of  sin  and  fear, 

Thy  truth  our  bondage  broke ; 
Our  happy  spirits  love  to  wear 

Thy  light  and  easy  yoke : 
The  love  which  fills  our  grateful  breas£ 
Makes  duty  joy,  and  labor  rest. 

3  Soon  the  bright,  glorious  day, 

The  rest  of  God,  shall  come ; 
Sorrow  and  sin  shall  pass  away, 

And  we  shall  reach  our  home : 
Then,  of  the  promised  land  possess'd, 
Our  souls  shall  know  eternal  rest. 


511 


CM. 


184 

Our  Blessings. 

1  Oh,  praise  our  great  and  gracious  Lord, 

And  call  upon  his  name  ; 
To  strains  of  joy  tune  every  chord, 

His  mighty  acts  proclaim, 
Tell  how  he  led  his  chosen  race 

To  Canaan's  promised  land ; 
Tell  how  his  covenant  of  grace 

Unchanged  shall  ever  stand, 

2  We,  too,  have  manna  from  above,— 

The  bread  that  came  from  heaven ; 
To  us  the  same  kind  hand  of  love 

Hath  living  waters  given. 
A  rock  we  have,  from  whence  the  spring 

In  rich  abundance  flows : 
That  rock  is  Christ,  our  Priest,  our  King, 

Who  life  and  health  bestows. 

3  Oh,  let  us  prize  this  blessed  food, 

And  trust  our  heavenly  Guide  ; 
So  shall  we  find  death's  fearful  flood 

Serene  as  Jordan's  tide ; 
And  safely  reach  that  happy  shore 

The  land  of  peace  and  rest, 
Where  angels  worship  and  adore, 

In  God's  own  presence  blese'd. 


512 


10s. 


195 

My  Beloved  is  mine,  and  I  am  his. 

1  Yes.  he  is  mine!  and  naught  of  earthly  things, 

Not  all  the  charms  of  pleasure,  wealth,  or  power, 
The  fame  of  heroes,  or  the  pomp  of  kings, 

Could  tempt  me  to  forego  his  love  an  hour. 
"Go,  worthless  world,"  I  cry,  "with  all  that's 
Go !  I  my  Saviour's  am,  and  he  is  mine."  [thine  1 

2  Whate'er  may  change,  in  him  no  change  is  seen; 

A  glorious  sun,  that  wanes  not,  nor  declines; 
Above  the  clouds  and  norms  he  walks  serene, 

And  on  his  people's  Inward  darkness  shine*. 
All  may  depart;  I  fret  not,  nor  repine, 
Whils  I  my  Saviour's  am,  while  he  is  »)»«. 


98 


UiN 


513 


C.  M. 

One  with  Clirtit. 


186 


514 


166 


1  Lord  Jesus,  are  we  one  with  thee  ? 

Oh,  height,  oh,  depth  of  love ! 
With  thee  we  died  upon  the  tree ; 
In  thee  we  live  above. 

2  Such  was  thy  grace,  that  for  our  sake 

Thou  didst  from  heaven  come  down, 
Our  mortal  flesh  and  blood  partake, 
In  all  our  misery  one. 

3  Our  sins,  our  guilt,  in  love  divine, 

Were  borne  on  earth  by  thee ; 
The  pain,  the  curse,  the  wrath  were  thine 
To  set  thy  members  free, 

4  Ascended  now  in  glory  bright, 

Still  one  with  us  thou  art ; 
Nor  life  nor  death  nor  depth  nor  height 
Thy  saints  and  thee  can  part. 

C.  M. 

God  our  Portion. 

1  My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

Mine  everlasting  all, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  to  thee ! 
Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

5  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  mine  own, 
Without  thy  graceB  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

3  Let  others  itretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

515  C.  M.  808 

Security  and  Comfort  in  God. 

1  This  world  would  be  a  wilderness, 

If  banished,  Lord,  from  thee ; 
And  heaven  without  thy  smiling  face, 
Would  be  no  heaven  to  me. 

2  My  Friend  art  thou  where'er  I  go, 

The  object  of  my  love, 
My  kind  Protector  here  below. 
And  my  reward  above. 

3  'Midst  rising  winds  and  beating  storms, 

Reclining  on  thy  breast, 
I  finding  in  thee  a  hiding-place, 
And  there  securely  rest. 


516 


C.  M. 


19? 


God' i  Pretence  is  Light  in  Darkness. 
1  My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights ! 


2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ; 
He  is  my  sours  bright  morning  star, 
And  he  my  rising  «un. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  love  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
And  run  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  meet  my  gracious  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death 

I  break  through  every  foe : 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Shall  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

517  L.  M.  17g 

The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  How  blest  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 

Avoid  the  way  that  sinners  go; 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'employ  his  morning  light 

Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleasure  pondering  o'er  the  word. 

3  He.  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green ; 
And  heaven  will  shine  with  kindest  beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  crossed : 

As  chaft  before  the  tempest  flies. 
So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 


518  C.  M. 

Mourning  over  departed  Comforts. 

1  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns 


186 


PRAISING  CHRIST. 


y9 


5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  ine  to  prevail ; 
Oh,  make  nay  soul  thy  care  : 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

519         8s.     Double.  198 

No  Joy  wiViout  Christ. 

1  How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
Sweet  prospjct*,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers, 

Hare  all  lost  their  sweetness  with  me. 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim ; 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice: 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I ; 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind : 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
And  prisons  would  palace*  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

1  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
Oh,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky ; 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore:" 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 


520 


8s  &  7s. 


303 


Rejoicing  in  Hope  of  the  Glory  of  God. 

I  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation ; 

Kise  o'er  sin  and  fear  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear : 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine ; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine? 

i  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer: 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission ; 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


521  S.  M.  lt 

The  Sonus  of  God. 

1  Behold  what  wondrous  grace 

The  Father  has  bestowed 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 

To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made : 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
WTe  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure ; 
May  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part,  1 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


PRAISING  CHRIST. 
522  C.   M.  lt 

Delight  in  praising  Cfirist. 

1  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King. 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  calm*  my  fears, 

That  bids  my  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears; 
'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 


309 


523  L.  M. 

The  Rock  of  my  Strength. 

1  Rejoice,  ye  saints,  rejoice,  and  praise 
The  blessings  of  redeeming  grace. 
Jesus,  your  everlasting  tower, 

Stands  firm  against  the  tempest's  power. 

2  He  is  a  refuge  ever  nigh ; 

His  love  endures  as  mountains  high ; 
His  name's  a  rock,  which  winds  above 
And  waves  below  can  never  move. 

3  While  all  things  change,  he  changes  not ; 
He  ne'er  forgets,  though  oft  forgot ; 
His  love  will  ever  be  the  same ; 

His  word,  enduring  as  his  name. 


100 


MA2S. 


524  C.  M.  804 

Ye  are  complete  in  him. 

1  I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price ; 

My  heart  doth  sing  for  joy  ; 
And  sing  I  must,  for  Christ  is  mine, 
Christ  shall  my  song  employ. 

2  Christ  is  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King : 

My  Prophet  full  of  light ; 
My  great  High  Priest  before  the  throne: 
My  King  of  heavenly  might. 

3  Christ  is  my  Peace  :  he  died  for  me, 

For  me  he  gave  his  blood  ; 
^nil,  as  my  wondrous  sacrifice, 
Offered  himself  to  God. 

4  Christ  Jesus  is  my  All  in  all. 

My  comfort  and  my  love ; 

My  life  below,  and  he  shall  be 

My  joy  and  crown  above. 

525  S.  M.  198 

What  shall  we  render  unto  the  Lord  f 

1  Lord  of  the  realms  above, 

Our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
How  shall  our  souls  return  thy  love, 
And  all  thy  glories  sing  ? 

2  Oh,  love  divine  indeed, 

Oh,  rich  surpassing  grace. 
Which  brought  the  Saviour  down  to  bleed 
For  man's  apostate  race  ! 

3  Great  King  of  glory,  gird 

Thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh ; 
Speed  on,  speed  on  thy  conquering  word, 
Till  all  that  live  comply. 

4  The  world  is  all  thine  own ; 

Oh,  spread  thy  sway  abroad, 
Till  every  heart  becomes  thy  throne, 
And  owns  a  present  God. 


526 


L.  M. 

I  desire  none  but  thee. 


1  Jesus,  my  Lord,  'tis  sweet  to  rest 
Upon  thy  tender,  loving  breast; 

Thy  love,  my  Saviour,  dries  my  tears, 
Expels  my  griefs,  and  calms  my  fears. 

2  Blest  toretaste  this  of  joys  to  come, 
In  thy  eternal,  heavenly  home, 
Where  I  shall  see  thy  smiling  face, 
And  know  thy  rich,  unfathomed  grace. 

3  Help  me  to  praise  thee  day  by  day. 

Till  earth's  dark  scenes  are  passed  away, 
Till,  in  thine  own  unclouded  light. 
Thy  glory  satisfies  my  sight. 


527 


L.  M. 

The  Hiding -plaee. 


1  Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man. 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky, 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high; 
Despised  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place. 

3  But  thus  th'  eternal  counsel  ran : 
"  Almighty  love,  arrest  the  man ; " 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 

And  found  I  had  no  hiding-place. 

4  Vindictive  Justice  stood  in  view; 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew; 

But  Justice  cried,  with  frowning  face, 
"  This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place." 

5  But,  lo !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  Mercy's  angel  soon  appeared ; 
Who  led  me  on,  a  pleasing  pact, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding-place. 

528  C.  M. 

Grace. 

1  Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 

Prepare  a  tuneful  voice ; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorned  m>;  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And,  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  arrayed, 

By  the  great  sacred  Three : 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise, 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 


168 


529 


CM. 

None  but  Christ. 


190 


1  My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
T,he  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Tho^i  art  my  everlasting  trust; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness. 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

4  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  ein  and  hell. 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 


PRAISING   CHRIST. 


101 


530 


L.  M. 


160 


533 


Salvation  through  Christ  only. 

1  Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 

Be  everlasting  honors  given ; 
Hp  saves  from  hell,  we  bless  his  name. 
He  guides  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 

But  of  his  own  abundant  grace. 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts. 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  besun 

To  rescue  rebels  doomed  to  die; 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 

Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known, 
Declares  the  great  transaction  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 


531 


S.  M. 


154 


Christ  of  God. 

1  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Who  us  from  hell  to  raise 
Hast  shed  thy  reconciling  blood, 
We  give  thee  endless  praise. 

2  To  thee,  the  Christ  of  God, 

Thy  saints  exulting  sing; 

The  bearer  of  our  heavy  load, 

Our  own  anointed  King. 

3  True  Lover  of  the  lost, 

From  heaven  thou  earnest  down, 

To  pay  for  souls  the  righteous  cost, 

And  claim  them  for  thine  own. 

4  Rest  of  the  weary,  thou ; 

To  thee,  our  rest,  we  come ; 
In  thee  to  find  our  dwelling  now, 
Our  everlasting  home. 


532 


L.  M. 


150 


Excellency  of  the  Knowledge  of  Christ. 

1  Let  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord  ; 

Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 

And  stored  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks. 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands ! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be ! 
How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 


7s. 

How  much  I  owe! 


1  When  this  passing  world  is  done; 
When  has  sunk  yon  glorious  sun ; 
When  the  pearly  gates  I  gain, 
Never  to  go  out  again ; 

Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know  — 
Not  till  then  — how  much  I  owe. 

2  When  I  stand  before  the  throne, 
Clothed  in  beauty  not  my  own ; 
When  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
Love  thee  With  unsiuning  heart; 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  Know  — 
Not  till  then  — how  much  I  owe! 

3  When  the  praise  of  heaven  I  hear. 
Loud  as  thunders  to  the  ear, 
Loud  as  many  waters'  noise, 
Sweet  as  harp's  melodious  voice. 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know  — 
Not  till  then  — how  much  I  owe! 

534  C.  M.  166 

The  Lost  found. 

1  Oh,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 

When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And,  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns! 

2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleased,  the  Father  sees  and  hea»« 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

535  7s.  80T 

Every  precious  Name  in  one. 

1  Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows 

Charm  me  in  Immanuel's  name ; 
All  her  hopes  my  spirit  owes 
To  his  birth  and  cross  and  shame. 

2  When  he  came,  the  angels  sang, 

"Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ;" 
Lord,  unloose  my  stammering  tongue, 
Who  should  louder  sing  than  I  ? 

3  Did  the  Lord  a  man  become. 

That  he  misht  the  law  fulfil. 
Bleed  and  suffer  in  my  room, 
And  canst  thou,  my  tongue,  be  still  ? 

t  No ;  I  must  my  praises  bring. 

Though  they  worthless  are,  and  weak; 
For,  should  I  refuse  to  sing. 
Sure  the  very  stones  would  speak. 

5  0  my  Saviour,  Shield,  and  Sun; 

Shepherd,  Brother,  Lord,  and  Friend, 
Every  precious  name  in  one, 
I  will  love  thee  without  end. 


102 


MAN. 


536 


S.  M. 


Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  Grace !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  the  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

537  0.  M.  196 

The  Love  that  God  hath  to  us. 

1  Oh.  love  beyond  the  reach  of  thought. 

That  form'd  the  sovereign  plan, 
Ere  Adam  had  our  ruin  wrought, 
Of  saving  fallen  man ! 

2  God  has  so  loved  our  rebel  race 

As  his  own  Son  to  give, 
That  whoso  will;— amazing  grace  !— 
May  look  to  him  and  live. 

3  Blest  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 

From  whom  all  blessings  spring ! 
And  blessed  be  th'  incarnate  Word, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King ! 

4  We  know  and  have  believed  the  love 

Which  God  through  Christ  displays : 
And  when  we  see  his  face  above, 
We'll  nobler  anthems  raise. 


538 


C.  M. 

Salvation. 


1  Salvation!  oh,  the  joyful  sound! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears, 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

539  C.  M.  u 

Subdued  by  the  Oroe$. 
1  In  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 


2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood ; 
He  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Oh,  never,  till  my  latest  breath. 

Shall  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 

It  plunged  me  in  despair: 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid; 
I  die  that  thou  mayest  live." 


540  7s  &  6s.  ! 

Electing  Love  acknowledged. 

1  'Tis  not  that  I  did  choose  thee. 

For,  Lord,  that  could  not  be; 
This  heart  would  still  refuse  thee, 
But  thou  hast  choien  me : 

2  Thou  from  the  sin  that  stain'd  me 

Washed  me  and  set  me  free, 
And  to  this  end  ordain'd  me, 
That  I  should  live  to  thee. 

3  'Twas  sovereign  mercy  called  me. 

And  taught  my  opening  mind; 
The  world  had  else  enthrall'd  me, 
To  heavenly  glories  blind. 

4  My  heart  owns  none  above  thee 

For  thy  rich  grace.  I  thirst ; 
This  knowing  :  if  I  love  thee. 
Thou  must  have  loved  me  first. 


541  7s.  , 

Redeeming  Love. 

1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name; 

Ye  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove 
Cancelled  by  redeeming  love. 

3  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppressed, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

4  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring ; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  stnn« ; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above, 
Join  to  ©raise  redeeming  lore. 


PRAISING   CHRIST. 


103 


542 


168 


C.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Lamb. 

1  Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints  above. 

My  tongue  would  bear  her  part, 
Would  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

2  Blast  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 
And  quenched  his  Father's  naming  sword 
In  his  own  vital  flood. 

3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never  casing  praise. 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name. 
Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace. 

543  C.  M.  888 

Amazing  Grace. 

1  Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound, 

That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found : 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 


544 


L.  M. 


220 


The  Revelation  of  Christ. 

1  When,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain. 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone,  the  Saviour  speaks,— 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark; 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
Tht  wiud  that  tosaed  my  foundering  bark. 

t  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  Btar  arose,— 
It  wai  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It,  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now,  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem. 
Forever,  and  forevermore,— 
The  8tar,  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 


545 


C.  M. 


116 


Oh,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ! 

1  I'll  bless  the  Lord,  I'll  bless  the  Lord, 

In  all  his  wondrous  ways ; 
My  soul  his  mercies  shall  record. 
My  tongue  shall  chant  his  praise. 

2  Beset  with  darkness,  pressed  with  cares, 

To  him,  in  grief  I  cried  ; 
His  mercy  listened  to  my  prayers, 
His  hand  my  wants  supplied. 

3  With  angel  hosts  encamped  around, 

To  guard  them  from  their  foes. 
What  peace,  what  glory,  have  they  found 
Who  in  his  name  repose ! 

4  Oh,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me ! 

His  might,  his  mercies,  prov«  ; 
How  blest  his  sway !  oh,  taste  and  see 
How  vast,  how  kind,  his  love  ! 


546 


C.  M. 


What  shall  I  render  unto  the  Lord? 

1  For  mercies  countless  as  the  sands. 

Which  daily  I  receive 
From  Jesus  my  Redeemer's  hands, 
My  soul,  what  canst  thou  give  ? 

2  The  best  return  for  one  like  me, 

So  wretched  and  so  poor. 
Is  from  his  gifts  to  draw  a  plea, 
And  ask  him  still  for  more. 

3  I  cannot  serve  him  as  I  ought ; 

No  works  have  I  to  boast ; 
Yet  would  I  glory  in  the  thought, 
That  I  shall  owe  him  most. 

547      S.  M.    Double.        ls 

Christ  seught  me. 

1  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled; 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child ; 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill. 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild ; 
He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished  and  faint  and  lone ; 
He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 

He  saved  the  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  h«  that  washed  me  in  h>s  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole ; 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep ; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold; 

'Tis  he  shat  still  doth  keep. 


104 


548 


L.  M. 


Recognising  God  as  a  Father. 

1  Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim; 

Thou  art  my  h  pe,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties, 
Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  "With  early  feet  I  love  f  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face; 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 

4  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

549  10s.  188 

The  Love  that  passeth  Knowledge. 

1  Kot  -what  I  am,  O  Lord,  but  what  thou  art! 

That,  that  alone  can  be  my  soul's  true  re«t; 

Thy  love,  not  mine,  bids  fea"r  and  doubt  depart, 

And  stills  the  tempest  of  my  tossing  breast. 

2  Thy  name  Is  love ;  —  I  hear  it  from  yon  eross  ; 

Thy  name  is  1ot«;  —  I  read  it  in  yon  tomb; 
All  meaner  love  is  perishable  dross, 
But  this  shall  light  me  through  time'*  thickest 
gloom. 

?  It  Messes  now,  and  shall  forever  bless ; 
It  saves  me  now,  and  shall  forever  save; 
It  holds  me  up  in  days  of  helplessness  ; 
It  bears  me  safely  "o'er  each  swelling  wave. 

4  More  ef  thyself,  oh,  show  me  hour  by  hour, 
More  of  thy  glory,  O  my  God  and  Lord; 
More  of  thy«elf  in  all  thy  grace  and  power, 
More  of  thy  love  and  truth,  incarnate   Lord ! 


551 


S.  M. 


eo? 


550 


7s. 

Singing  Christians. 


80? 


1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 

Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Te  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest; 
You  on  Jesus1  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  the*. 


The  Workt  of  Grace. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune; 
Let  all  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 

Its  chief  Beloved  cho6e, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 

4  Lord  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought. 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


888 


552         8s,  7s,  &  4. 

Security  in  Jesus. 

1  Sovereign  grace,  o'er  sin  abounding! 

Ransom'd  souls  the  tidings  6well ; 

'Tis  a  deep  that  knows  no  sounding  — 

Who  its  breadth  or  length  can  tell  ? 

On  its  glories 
Let  my  soul  forever  dwell! 

2  What  from  Christ  the  soul  can  sever, 

Bound  by  everlasting  bands? 
Once  in  him,  in  him  forever, 
Thus  the  eternal  covenant  stands ; 

None  shall  pluck  thee 
From  the  Strength  of  Israel's  hands. 

3  Heirs  of  God,  joint  heirs  with  Jesus, 

Long  ere  time  its  race  begun, 
To  his  name  eternal  praises! 
Oh,  what  wonders  love  hath  done ! 

One  with  Jesus, 
By  eternal  union  one. 


553 


c.  p.  m. 


884 

Longing  to  praise  Christ. 

1  Oh,  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine. 
We'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  We'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt— 
Our  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine; 
We'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness. 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dresa 

We  shall  forever  Bnine. 

3  We'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise. 
We  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 


CONSECRATED  TO  CHRIST. 


105 


*  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  our  dear  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  see  his  face-. 
Then  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 


554 


S.  M. 

Blessed  be  his  Name. 


198 


1  I  bless  the  Christ  of  God ; 

I  rest  on  love  divine ; 
And,  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart, 
I  call  this  Saviour  mine. 

2  His  cross  dispels  each  doubt ; 

I  Imry  in  his  tomb 
Each  thought  of  unbelief  and  fear, 
Each  lingering  shade  of  gloom. 

3  I  praise  the  God  of  grace ; 

I  trust  his  truth  and  might ; 

He  calls  me  his,  I  call  him  mine, 

My  God,  my  joy,  my  light. 

4  'Tis  he  who  saveth  me, 

And  freely  pardon  gives ; 
I  love  because  he  loveth  me, 
I  live  because  he  lives. 

5  My  life  with  him  is  hid, 

My  death  has  passed  away, 
My  clouds  have  melted  into  light, 
My  midnight  into  day. 


556 


The  Believer  safe. 


148 


555  L.  M. 

ChrisCs  loving  Kindness. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  ; 
His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 

Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate ; 
His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes. 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along; 

His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  strong ! 

4  I  often  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  oft  have  him  forgot. 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale; 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
Oh.  may  my  last,  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death. 

6  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 


1  A  debtor  to  mercy  alone. 

Of  covenant  mercy  I  sing; 
Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousness  on. 

My  person  and  offering  to  bring. 
The  terrors  of  law  and  of  God, 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood, 

Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began. 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete; 
His  promise  is  yea  and  amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet. 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now. 

Not  all  things,  below  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands. 

Eternity  will  not  erase ; 
Impressed  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace: 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given  : 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 


CONSECRATED  TO  CHRIST. 


557 


S.  M. 

Entire  Surrender. 


1  0  Lord,  thou  art  my  Lord, 

My  portion  and  delight ; 
All  other  lords  I  now  reject. 
And  cast  them  from  my  sight. 

2  Thy  sovereign  right  I  own. 

Thy  glorious  power  confess ; 
Thy  law  shall  ever  rule  my  heart, 
While  I  adore  thy  grace. 

3  Too  long  my  feet  have  strayed 

In  sin's  forbidden  way; 
But  since  thou  hast  my  soul  reclaimed, 
To  thee  my  vows  I'll  pay. 

4  My  soul,  to  Jesus  joined 

By  faith  and  hope  and  love, 
Now  seeks  to  dwell  among  thy  saint* 
And  rest  with  them  above. 

5  Accept,  0  Lord  my  heart; 

To  thee  myself  I  give ; 
Nor  suffer  me  from  hence  to  stray, 
Or  cause  thy  saints  to  grieve. 


106 


MAN. 


558 


C.  M. 


Surrendering  all /or  Christ. 
1  And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have. 
My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
It  is  but  right,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

?  Y»s,  let  it  go;  one  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  honor,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten'thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear. 
Compared  with  thee,— supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair. 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
The  loss  of  all  things  I  could  bear, 
And  glory  in  my  gain. 

559  7s.  140 

A  living  Sacrifice. 

1  Jesus,  who  upon  the  tree 
Wast  an  offering  for  me, 

Take  this  throbbing  heart  of  mine, 
Lay  it  on  thy  holy  shrine. 

2  As  thy  love  accepteth  naught 
Save  what  love  itself  hath  wrought, 
Offer  thou  my  sacrifice, 

Else  to  heaven  it  cannot  rise. 

3  Take  away  my  erring  will ; 
All  my  wayward  passions  kill ! 
Tear  my  sins  from  out  my  heart, 
Though  it  cost  me  bitter  smart. 

4  Fain  were  I  of  self  bereft, 
Naught  but  thee  within  me  left; 
Living  sacrifice  I  am. 

Offered  only  in  thy  name. 


560 


7.. 


Prayer  for  Consecration. 

1  Thine  forever !  God  of  love. 
Hear  us  from  thy  throne  above ; 
Thine  forever  may  we  be, 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

2  Thine  forever  !  Lord  of  life, 
Shield  us  through  our  earthly  strife ; 
Thou,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
Guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

S  Thine  forever !  oh,  how  blest 
They  who  find  in  tliee  their  rest; 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend, 
Oh,  defend  us  to  the  end ! 

4  Thine  forever !  thou  our  Guide, 
All  our  wants  by  thee  supplied, 
All  our  sins  by  thee  forgiven, 
Led  by  thee  from  earth  to  heaven. 


eir 


561  C.  M. 

J  am  ki$. 

1  I'm  thine,  0  Lord,  and  thine  alone, 

I'm  thine  by  every  tie; 
By  duty's  claims,  by  love's  glad  choice. 
For  thee  to  live  or  die, 

2  There's  not  an  angel  blest  in  heaven 

So  bound  to  thee  as  I ; 
To  them  thy  love  its  gifts  has  given. 
For  me  Love's  self  did  die. 

3  My  life,  my  time,  my  strength,  my  all, 

I'd  hold  and  spend  for  thee ; 
Oh,  set  my  heart  as  free  from  earth 
As  saints  in  glory  be. 

4  With  single  eye  and  fervent  heart 

Let  this  poor  life  be  spent; 
Eager  to  use  for  thy  great  name 
Whatever  thou  ha6t  lent. 


161 


562  C.  M. 

The  Cross  and  the  Crown. 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No :  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here; 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear. 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 


563 


L.  M. 

Living  to  Christ. 
1  My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 


To  every  service  I  can  pav, 
nd  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 


2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee, 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end? 
'Tis  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 
And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend. 

3  I  would  not  sigh  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good, 
Nor  future  days  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad, 

4  'Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live. 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died  ; 
Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  blew, 

When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more. 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  saving  love,  his  glorious  power. 


CONBECKATED  TO  CHRBBT. 


107 


564  8s  &  7s.  aoi 

Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ. 
\  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 
All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou  from  hence  my  all  shall  be. 

2  Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought  and  hoped  and  known; 
Yet,  how  rich  is  my  condition, 
God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

3  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast: 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me  : 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 

4  Oh.  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 


565 


S.  M. 


151 


We  are  his. 

1  Not  to  ourselves  again, 

Not  to  the  flesh  we  live ; 
Not  to  the  world  henceforth  shall  we 
Our  strength,  our  being  give. 

2  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ, 

With  Christ  in  God  above ; 
Upward  our  heart  would  go  to  him, 
Whom,  seeing  not,  we  love. 

3  Not  to  ourselves  we  live, 

Not  to  ourselves  we  die ; 
Unto  the  Lord  we  die  or  live, 
With  him  are  we  on  high, 

4  We  seek  the  things  above, 

For  we  are  only  his ; 
Like  him  we  soon  shall  be,  for  we 
Shall  see  him  as  he  is. 

566  C.  M.  t] 

Self-Dedication. 

1  0  Saviour,  welcome  to  my  heart ; 

Possess  thy  humble  throne  ; 

Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 

And  claim  me  for  thy  own. 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake ; 

To  thee  I  all  resign ; 
My  longing  heart,  0  Saviour,  take. 
And  nil  with  love  divine. 

3  Oh,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide ; 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 

567  S.  M.  1( 

Grateful  AchioicUdgment. 
1  My  Maker  and  my  King, 
To  thee  my  all  I  owe ; 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blewings  flow. 


2  The  creature  of  thy  hand. 

On  thee  alone  I  live; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  I  can  give. 

3  Lord,  what  can  I  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart, 
The  gift,  alas  !  how  poor ! 

4  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

5  Oh,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

568  C.  M.  1S 

The  eternal  God  is  thy  Refuga. 

1  How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 

As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad  ? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives 
From  my  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  forever  thine ; 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 
That  I  should  give  him  all. 


569 


L.  M. 

Bought  with  a  Price. 


1  Lord.  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine; 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  would  I  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thygrace ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 

But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity : 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
Now  will  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

4  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 

The  great  engagement  to  perform ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  asa4stance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 


108 


MAN. 


570 


7s. 


Jews,  I  am  thine. 

1  Je6us,  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 

Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 
I  would  value  nought  beside 
Jesus,  Jesus  crucified. 

2  I  am  thine,  and  thine  alone, 
This  I  gladly,  fully  own  ; 
And,  in  all  my  works  and  ways. 
Only  now  would  seek  thy  praise. 

3  Help  me  to  confess  thy  name, 
Bear  with  joy  thy  cross  and  shame ; 
Only  seek  to  follow  thee, 
Though  reproach  my  portion  be. 

4  When  thou  shalt  in  glory  come, 
And  I  reach  my  heavenly  home, 
Louder  still  my  lips  shall  own 

I  am  thine,  and  thine  alone. 

571  7s.  8ia 

To  me  to  live  is  Christ. 

1  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground, 

Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy, 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found, 
Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

2  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace, 

Freely  from  thy  fulness  give ; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it "  Christ  for  me  to  live." 

3  Firmly  trusting  in  thy  blood, 

Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound ; 
Safely  I  shall  pass  the  flood, 
Safely  reach  Immanuel's  ground. 

4  Thus,  oh,  thus  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky ! 

Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  live," 

Let  me  know  it  "  gain  to  die." 


1T5 


*72  L.  M. 

Wholly  ChrisCs. 

\  Lord,  we  are  thine:  bought  by  thy  blood, 

Once  the  poor  guilty  slaves  of  sin ; 

But  thou  hast  brought  us  nigh  to  God, 

And  made  thy.  Spirit  dwell  within. 

i  Thou  hast  our  sinful  wanderings  borne, 

With  love  and  patience  all  divine; 

As  brands  then  from  the  burning  torn, 

We  own  that  we  are  wholly  thine. 

1  Lord,  we  are  thine  :  thy  claims  we  own, 
Ourselves  to  thee  we  wholly  give ; 
Reign  thou  within  our  hearts  alone, 
And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live. 

I  Here  let  us  each  thy  mind  display, 
In  all  thy  gracious  image  shine, 
And  haste  that  long-«xpected  day 
When  thou  shalt  own  us  wholly  thine. 


573  C.  M.  16f 

Benouncing  the  World. 

1  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue , 

It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles,  too, 

But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please. 

No  more  content  afford; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed ; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice ; 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name  and  love  and  gracious  voice 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 


574 


7s. 


Consecration. 

1  Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am : 
Take  my  body,  spirit,  6oul ; 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be ; 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part ; 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below? 
Thee,  and  only  thee,  I  know ; 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 


575 


L.  M. 


iai 


Desires  after  Consecration. 

1  0  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee; 
Oh,  burst  these  bonds,  and  6et  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray. 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow. 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee ; 
Ah,  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 


COMMUNING  WITH  CHRIST. 


109 


576 


8s  &  7. 

Contribution. 


1  With  my  substance  I  will  honor 

My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends,  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

3  Be  his  kingdom  now  promoted, 

Let  the  earth  her  monarch  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted; 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 


COMMUNING  WITH  CHRIST. 


577 


S.  M. 


Blessings  sought  in  Prayer. 

1  Behold  the  throne  of  grace ! 

The  promise  calls  me  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presenc*  and  thy  love ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 

And  reign  with  thee  above. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith ; 

Conform  my  will  to  thine ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

4  If  thou  these  blessings  rive, 

And  wilt  my  portion  be, 
All  worldly  joys  I'll  cheerful  leave, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

578      L.  M.  Double.        J95 

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer  t 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne, 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known. 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 

My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare 
Dy  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear, 

To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
Ana  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 
10 


S  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  I  sweet  hour  of  prayer  I 
May  I  thy  consolation  share ; 
Till  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home  and  take  my  flight : 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize : 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air. 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


579 


7s  &  6s. 


Prayer  at  all  Times. 

1  Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Oh  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare,— 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer; 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness. 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness. 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 


580 


CM. 


168 


A  Throne  of  Grace. 

1  A  throne  of  grace !  then  let  us  go 

And  offer  up  our  prayer : 
A  gracious  God  will  mercy  show 
To  all  that  worship  there. 

2  A  throne  of  grace  !  oh,  at  that  throne 

Our  knees  nave  often  bent, 
And  God  has  showered  his  blessings  down 
As  often  as  we  went. 

3  A  throne  of  grace!  rejoice,  ye  saints; 

That  throne  is  open  still ; 
To  God  unbosom  your  complaints, 
And  then  inquire  his  will. 

4  A  throne  of  grace  we  yet  shall  need 

Long  as  we  draw  our  breath, 
A  Saviour,  too,  to  intercede, 
Till  we  are  changed  by  death. 

5  The  throne  of  glory  then  shall  glow 

With  beams  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  we  no  longer  want  shall  know. 
Nor  need  a  throne  of  grace. 


no 


MAX. 


581 


C.  M. 


Prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 

Returning  whence  it  came; 

Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 

And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease. 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast : 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourners  here, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  h>s  wants  supplied, 

Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes 

Who  once  for  sinners  died. 

582  C.  M. 

Thu  Xature  of  Prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed. 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire. 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  : 
Prayer,  the  sublimeet  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air. 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


583 


C.  M. 


Teach  tu  to  pray. 

1  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  roice 

Returning  from  his  ways. 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

2  The  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one 

In  word  and  deed  and  mind. 
While  with  the  Father  aud  the  Sun 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

3  Nor  prayer  is  made  on  earth  alone: 

The  Holy  Spirit  pleads. 
And  Jesus,  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
For  sinners  Intercedes. 

4  0  thou  bv  whom  we  come  to  God,— 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way,— 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod: 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 


585 


5  L.  M.  14f 

The  Mrrcy-seaL 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows. 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat.  — 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads.— 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  swe et ; 

|      It  is  the  blood-bought  inerey-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend. 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far.  by  faith  they  m&et 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
I      And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more, 

I      And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet. 
]      And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

L.  M. 

Hindrances  to  Prayer. 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  clouds  withdraw  ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  lore; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?    Ah,  think  again ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Y   hi  cheerful  Hong  would  oftener  be. 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me ! " 

586  Us  &  10s. 

I  have  set  0ie  Lord  always  before  m*. 

1  Still,    still    with    the«    when    purple    morning 

breaketh. 
When  wake  the  birds,  and  all  the  shadows  flee. 
Fairer  than  morning,  lovelier  th*n  the  daylight. 
Dawns  the  gweet  consciousness.  I  am  wiit  iLcc. 

2  When  links  the  soul,  subdued  by  toll,  to  slumber, 

Its  closing  ere  looks  up  to  thee  is  prayer  : 
Sweet  the  repo'se,  beneath  thy  wingi  oershading, 
But  sweeter  still  to  wake  and  find  thee  there. 

3  So  shall  it  be  at  last,  in  that  bright  morning. 

When  the  soul  waketh,  and  life's  shadows  flee: 

Oh.  in  that  hour,  fairer  than  daylight  dawning. 

Shall  rlM  the  glorious  thought,  I  am  with  thee. 


COMMUNING  WITH   CHRIST. 


Ill 


587 


lis  &  10s. 


588 


««a 


188 

The  Disconsolate  invited  to  pray. 

1  Come,  ve  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish, 

Come'  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Jot  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life;  see  waters  Mowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above  ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

S.  M. 

Pray  and  not  faint. 

1  Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  every  saint, 

Invites  us  all  our  grief  to  tell, 

To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear; 

We  never  plead  in  Tain ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

5  Though  unbelief  suggest 

"  Why  should  we  longer  wait?" 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest, 
But  knock  at  Mercy's  gate. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cry ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear, 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 

5  Then  let  ub  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and  from  on  high 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 

589  C.  M.  80 

Divine  Sympathy. 

1  There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too  light 

To  bring  in  prayer  to  thee ; 
There  is  no  anxious  care  too  slight 
To  wake  thy  sympathy. 

2  Thou  who  hast  trod  the  thorny  road 

Wilt  share  each  small  distress; 
The  love  which  bore  the  greater  load 
Will  not  refuse  the  lees. 

3  There  is  no  secret  sigh  we  breathe 

But  meets  thine  ear  divine; 
And  every  cross  grows  light  beneath 
The  ihadow,  Lord,  of  thine. 

4  Life's  ills  without,  sin's  strife  within, 

The  heart  would  overflow. 
But  for  that  love  which  died  for  Bin, 
That  love  which  wept  with  woe. 


590 


7s. 


Encouragement  to  Prayer. 

1  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray ; 
Rise  and  ask  without  delay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring: 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin ; 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  : 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintai* 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 


591 


7s. 


»* 


Prayer  for  Grace. 

1  Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant ; 
Still  supply  mine  every  want; 
Tree  of  fife,  thine  influence  shed ; 
From  thy  fulness  I  am  fed. 

2  Unaustained  by  thee,  I  fall ; 

Send  the  strength  for  which  I  call ; 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

5  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend, 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end  ; 
Still  preserve  me  by  thy  grace ; 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 

592        8s,  7s,  &  4.         a 

Prayer  /or  Guidance. 

1  Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
And,  0  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 
Oh,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderc?ss. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 
Oh,  refresh  us,  &c. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  nea 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
Oh,  refresh  us,  &c. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  ua  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till,  by  angel  bandi  attended, 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 
Oh,  refresh  us,  &c. 


112 


HAS 


593 


is. 


81© 


Importunity  in  Prayer. 

1  Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard  and  sot  him  free  : 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

3  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead; 
After  so  much  mercy  pa6t. 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 

4  No  ;  I  must  maintain  my  hold; 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

Since  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

594  10s.  M6 

Prayer  for  Oirist's  Pre$ence. 

1  Abide  with  nie  !  fast  falls  the  event'de, 

Tiie  darkness  deepens;  Lord,  ■with  me  abide; 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away  ; 
Change  and  decay  on  all  around  I  see  ; 

U  thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

S  I  need  thy  presence  overy  passing  hour ; 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power  ? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord, abide  with  me. 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness. 
Where  is  death's  stiug,  and  where  his  victory? 
I  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes, 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and   point  me  to  the 

skies; 

Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain  shad- 
ows flee ; 

In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me . 


4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 


595 


CM. 


Seeking  God. 
V  Oh.  that  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise ; 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God ; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 


CONFORMITY  TO  CHRIST. 

596  8s  &  7s.  181> 

The  Fount  of  Blessing. 

1  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace* 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise : 
Teach  me  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount,— oh,  fix  me  on  it, 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home : 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor. 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love; 
Here's  my  heart ;  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

597  L.  M.  171 

Trusting  Cltrist  the  only  Refuge. 

1  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend? 

2  Whither,  ah.  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
tine  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives ; 

Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 

Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 

While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ; 
On    smile,  one  blissful  smile,  of  thine, 
My  gracious  Lord,  outweighs  them  all 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 


CONFORMITY  TO  CHRIST. 


113 


598  7s. 

Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 

Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light. 
Sun  of  righteousness  arise. 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night : 
Dayspriug  from  on  high,  he  near ; 
Daystar,  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see,— 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Warmth  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me, radiant  Sun  divine; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

599  7s. 

Taking  Christ  as  a  King. 

1  King  of  kings,  and  wilt  thou  deign 
O'er  this  wayward  heart  to  reign  ? 
Henceforth  take  it  for  thy  throne ; 
Rule  here,  Lord,  and  rule  alone. 

2  Then,  like  heaven's  angelic  bands, 
Waiting  for  thy  high  eommands, 
All  my  powers  shall  wait  on  thee, 
Captive,  yet  divinely  free. 

3  Tuned  by  thee  in  sweet  accord. 
All  shall  sing  their  gracious  Lord; 
Love,  the  leader  of  the  choir. 
Breathing  round  her  seraph  fire. 

4  Be  it  so :  my  heart's  thy  throne, 
All  my  powers  thy  sceptre  own. 
And,  with  them  on  thine  own  hill, 
Live  rejoicing  in  thy  will. 


810 


600 


6s  &  4s. 

Nearer  to  God. 


1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,— 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer. 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Tet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  t 
10* 


601 


3  There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given  j 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thought* 

Bright  with  thy  prause, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  1 

5  And  when  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly: 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  1 

6s  &  4s.  j 

Breathings  after  Christ. 

1  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary; 

Saviour  divine, 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray: 
Take  all  my  guilt  away ; 
Oh,  let  me,  from  this  day, 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart ; 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove ; 
Oh,  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul ! 


602  7s  &  6s.  lt8 

My  Spirit  hath  rejoiced  in  God  my  Saviour. 

1  To  thee,  0  dear,  dear  Saviour, 
My  spirit  turns  for  rest ; 
My  peace  is  in  thy  favor, 
My  pillow  on  thy  breast. 


114 


MAM. 


2  0  thou  whose  mercy  found  me, 

From  boudage  set  me  free, 
And  then  forever  bound  me 
With  threefold  cords  to  thee. 

3  Oh  for  a  heart  to  love  thee 

More  truly  as  I  ought, 
And  nothing  place  abore  thee, 
In  deed  or  word  or  thought. 

4  Oh  for  that  choicest  blessing 

Of  living  in  thy  love, 
And  thus  on  earth  possessing 
The  peace  of  heaven  above. 


003 


8s  &  7s. 


aoa 


Desiring  Sanctification. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Yisit  us  with  thy  salvation; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  Holy  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit ; 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest : 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning ; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning ; 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation ; 

Pure  and  holy  may  we  be; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee ; 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

604  7s.  „ 

All  in  all 

1  Jesus,  merciful  and  mild, 
Lead  me  as  a  helpless  child ; 
On  no  other  arm  but  thine 
Would  my  weary  bouI  recline. 

2  I  am  weakness,  thou  art  might ; 
I  am  darkness,  thou  art  light ; 

I  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 

Thou  canst  make  me  pure  within. 

3  Jesus,  Saviour  all  divine, 

Hast  thou  made  me  truly  thine  ? 
Hast  thou  bought  me  by  thy  blood  ? 
Reconciled  my  heart  to  God  ? 

4  Hearken  to  my  humble  prayer, 
Let  me  thine  own  image  bear ; 
Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
Till  I  reach  the  blissful  shore. 


605  7s  &  6s.  lg6 

The  Spirit  witnesseth  with  our  Spirits. 

1  Saviour,  I  thy  word  believe; 

My  unbelief  remove ; 
Now  thy  quickening  Spirit  give, 
The  unction  from  above. 

2  Show  me,  Lord,  how  good  thou  art, 

Now  thy  gracious  word  fulfil ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

3  Blessed  Comforter,  come  down. 

And  live  and  move  in  me; 
Make  my  every  deed  thine  own, 
In  all  things  led  by  thee. 

4  Bid  my  sin  and  fear  depart, 

And  within,  oh,  deign  to  dwell, 
Faithful  witness  in  my  heart, 
Thy  perfect  light  reveal. 

606  C.  M.  6l.  1M 

The  Spirit  of  a  little  Child. 

1  Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  for  me : 
The  changes  that  will  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see : 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  love, 

Through  constant  watching  wise. 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles. 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes; 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength, 

To  none  that  ask  denied, 
A.  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life, 

While  keeping  at  thy  side  ; 
Coiitent  to  fill  a  little  space. 

If  thou  be  glorified. 

607  Us.  886 

Purer  and  purer. 

1  Purer  yet  and  purer  I  would  be  in  mind, 
Dearer  yet  and  dearer  every  duty  find  ; 
Hoping  still  and  trusting  God  without  a  fear, 
Patiently  believing  be  will  make  all  clear. 

2  Calmer  yet  and  calmer,  trial  bear  and  pain, 
Surer  yet  and  surer  peace  at  iast  to  gain  ; 
Suffering  still  and  doing,  to  his  will  resigned, 
And  to  God  subduing  heart  and  will  and  mind. 

3  Higher  yet  and  higher  out  of  clouds  and  night, 
Nearer  yet  and  nearer  rising  to  the  light- 
Light  serene  and  holy,  where  my  soul  may  rest, 
Purified  and  lowly,  sanctified  and  blest. 

4  Quicker  yet  and  quicker  ever  onward  press, 
Firmer  yet  and  firmer  step  as  I  progress : 

o  ri  these  earnest  longings  swell  within  my  breast, 
Yet  their  iuner  meaning  ne'er  can  be  expressed 


CONFORMITY  TO  CHRIST. 


115 


008 


S.  M. 


164 


Union  with  Christ. 

1  Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine 

By  everlasting  bauds; 
Our  hearts,  our  souls,  we  would  reuigu 
Entirely  to  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
Oh,  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head ; 

Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 

And  teach  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

h  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne. 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 


609 


C.  M. 


i«& 


•  Conformity  to  Jesus. 

1  Lord,  I  desire  to  live  as  one 

Who  bears  a  blood-bought  name. 
As  one  who  fears  but  grieving  thee, 
And  knows  no  other  shame. 

2  As  one  by  whom  thy  walk  below 

Should  never  be  forgot ; 
As  one  who  fain  would  keep  apart 
From  all  thou  lovest  not. 

3  As  one  who  daily  speaks  to  thee, 

And  hears  thy  voice  divine 
With  depths  of  tenderness  declare, 
"  Beloved,  thou  art  mine." 


610 


•434 


More  like  Jesus. 


1  More  like  Jesus  would  I  be. 
Let  my  Saviour  dwell  with  me  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  peace  and  love, 
Make  me  gentle  as  a  dove ; 
More  like  Jesus,  while  I  go, 
Pilgrim  in  this  world  below, 
Poor  in  spirit  would  I  be, 

Let  my  Saviour  dwell  in  me. 

2  If  he  hears  the  raven's  cry, 
If  his  ever  watchful  eye 

Marks  the  sparrows  when  they  fall, 
Surely  he  will  hear  my  call. 
He  will  teach  me  how  to  live, 
All  my  sinful  thoughts  forgive; 
Pure  in  heart  I  still  would  be,— 
Let  my  Saviour  dwell  in  me. 


3  More  like  Jesus  when  I  pray, 
More  like  Jesus  day  by  day, 
May  I  rest  me  by  his  side, 
Where  the  tranquil  waters  glide, 


Born  of  him,  though  grace  renewed, 
By  his  love  my  will  subdued, 
Rich  in  faith  I  still  would  be,— 


Let  my  Saviour  dwell  in  me. 

611  7s,  6s,  &  8.  818 

Nothing,  save  Christ  and  him  crucified. 

1  Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

With  all  of  creature  good  ! 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride.. 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end, 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Oh,  that  I  could  all  invite 

This  saving  truth  to  prove, 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height, 

And  depth,  of  Jesus'  love ! 
Fain  would  1  to  sinners  show 

The  precious  blood  by  faith  applied. 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

612  L.  M.  149 

Parting  with  earthly  Joys. 

1  I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away; 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 
Your  streams  had  e'en  cenveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyea; 
Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skiea ! 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  iorrows  of  my  soul. 


116 


MAN. 


613 


L.  M. 

Emptied  of  Earth. 


1  Emptied  of  earth  I  fain  would  be, 
Of  8iu,  myself,  and  all  but  thee; 
Only  reserved  for  Christ  that  died 
Sunender'd  to  the  Crucified. 

2  Sequester'd  from  the  noise  and  strife, 
The  lust,  the  pomp,  and  pride  of  life ; 
For  heaven  alone  my  heart  prepare, 
And  have  my  conversation  there. 

3  Nothing,  save  Jesus,  would  I  know ; 
My  friend  and  my  companion  thou  ; 
Lord,  seize  my  heart,  assert  thy  right, 
And  put  all  other  loves  to  flight. 

t  Larger  communion  let  me  prove 
With  thee,  bleat  object  of  my  love: 


But,  oh,  for  this  no  power  have  I ; 
My  strength  is  at  thy  feet  to  lie. 


t>14 


L.  M. 


Longing  to  be  like  God. 

1  What  sinners  value  I  resign; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine; 

I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream, an  empty  show; 
But  that  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  Oh,  glorious  hour!  oh,  blest  abode! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground. 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

615  L.  M. 

Holy  Aspirations. 

1  My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth. 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense ; 
Oue  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone: 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 


as; 


616 


S.  M. 


God,  All  and  in  All. 

1  My  God,  my  life,  my  love, 

To  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 
1  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford, 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

4  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll, 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move. 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 


617 


L.  M. 


Sufficiency  of  Grace. 

1  In  vain  my  roving  thoughts  would  find 
A  portion  worthy  of  the  mind; 

On  earth  my  soul  can  never  rest. 
For  earth  can  never  make  me  blest. 

2  Can  lasting  happiness  be  found 
Where  seasons  roll  their  hasty  round, 
And  days  and  hours,  with  rapid  flight, 
Sweep  cares  and  pleasures  out  of  sight? 

3  Arise,  my  thoughts ;  my  heart,  arise ; 
Leave  this  vain  world,  and  seek  the  skies: 
There  purest  joys  forever  last, 

When  seasons,  days,  and  hours  are  past. 

4  Come.  Lord,  thy  powerful  grace  impart: 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  wandering  heart 
To  pleasure,  perfect  and  sublime, 
Unmeasured  by  the  wing  of  time. 


618 


C.  M. 


Parting  xcith  carnal  Joys. 

1  My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 

And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
On  things  of  sense  why  fix  my  sight  ? 
Why  on  its  pleasures  dwell? 

2  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth 

That  suits  my  soul's  desire ; 
To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 
My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

3  No  longer  will  I  ask  its  love. 

Nor  seek  its  friendship  more; 
The  happiness  that  I  approve 
Is  not  within  its  power. 

4  Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

To  mount  the  heavenly  road: 
There  shall  I  share  my  Saviour's  love. 
There  shall  I  dwell  with  God. 


CONFORMITY  TO  CHRIST. 


11? 


619  C.   M.  eir 

Earthly  Pleasures  dangerous. 

1  How  vain  are  all  things  hero  below  ! 

How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  hrightest  things  below  the  sky 

Shine  with  deceiving  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  our  nearest  friends. 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  mind*. 
And  leave  but  half  for  God ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 
'Tis  there  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  hence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food. 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

C.  M. 

Living  to  Christ. 

1  Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise:— 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  : 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

621  0.  M. 

Parting  with  all /or  Christ. 

1  Te  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu ; 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine : 
A  heavenly  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown,— 

Oh,  name  divinely  sweet !  — 
Jesiis,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
True  wealth  and  honor  meet. 


620 


ai8 


3  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 
Of  this  dear  gift  possessed, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart. 
And  be  forever  blest. 

i  Dear  portion  of  my  soul's  desires. 
Thy  love  is  bliss  divine; 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  let  me  call  thee  mint. 


622 


C.  M. 


Desires  for  Holiness. 

1  Oh,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come,  and  rule  my  heart. 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  b-  eath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death. 
My  60ul  shall  love  thee  more. 


623 


CM. 


21* 


Purity  of  Heart. 

1  Oh  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free : 
A  heart  that 's  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me. 

2  Oh  for  a  heart  submissive,  meek. 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  Oh  for  an  humble,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean. 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  ran  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  Thy  temper,  gracious  Lord,  impart: 

Come  quickly  from  above ; 
Oh.  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart! 
Thy  name,  0  God,  is  Love. 


624: 


L.  M. 


Christian  Stability. 

1  0  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart. 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be, 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy ; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place ; 
And,  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be. 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  win?. 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 


118 


MAN 


625  L.  M.  ir4 

Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  Presence. 

1  Oh,  turn,  great  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Turu  from  my  sin  thy  searching  eye6, 
Nor  let  th'  offences  of  my  hand 
Within  thy  book  recorded  stand. 

2  Give  me  a  will  to  thine  subdued, 

A  conscience  pure,  a  soul  renewed ; 
Nor  let  me,  wrapt  in  endless  gloom, 
An  outcast  from  thy  presence  roam. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  to  my  heart 

Once  more  its  quickening  aid  impart; 

My  mind  from  every  fear  release. 

And  soothe  my  troubled  thoughts  to  peace. 


626 


C.  M. 

Longing  for  God. 


216 


1  Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame. 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest : 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

S.  M. 

Renouncing  Sin. 

1  Shall  we  go  on  to  sin, 

Because  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again. 
And  open  all  his  wounds? 

2  Forbid  It,  mighty  God ; 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said 
That  we.  whose  sins  are  crucified, 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  will  be  slaves  no  more. 

Since  Christ  has  made  us  free, 
Has  nailed  our  tyrants  to  his  cross. 
And  bought  our  liberty. 


627 


628  C.  M. 

Complaints  of  Coldnee*. 

1  With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament. 

Here,  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest? 

4  Break,  sorereijn  grace,  oh,  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  free ; 
Reveal,  almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

629  C.  M.  ,81 

Delight  in  God  and  his  Word. 

1  Thou  art  my  portion,  0  my  God; 

Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  Thy  precepts  and  thy  heavenly  grace 

I  set  before  my  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine ; 

Oh,  save  thy  servant,  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place ; 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 


CM. 

A  living  Faith. 

1  Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven 

And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  6ins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust ! 

2  How  vain  are  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ! 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  purifies  the  heart; 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love , 

That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart. 

And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  power, 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 
In  death's  approaching  hoitr. 


630 


16» 


CONFORMITY   TO   CHRIST. 


119 


631 


C.  M. 


C81 


Difficulty  and  Dependence. 

1  Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait. 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high ; 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 

The  mind  and  will  renewed. 
Passion  suppressed,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  must  all  the  work  perform. 
And  give  the  free  reward. 


632 


7s. 


The  anxious  Inquiry. 

1  'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know,— 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought,— 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within. 

All  is  dark  and  vain  and  wild; 
Filled  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 

If  I  have  not  loved  before, 

Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

633  L.  M.  1M 

The  Boad  to  Life  and  Death. 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  : 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faint*. 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint. 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain, 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new.— 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 


634 


L.  M. 


Erenxplifying  the  Gospel. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 

So  let  our  works  ana  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Ambition,  envy,  lust,  and  pride; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

635  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  Direction. 

1  Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh,  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  From  folly  turn  away  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design 
Nor  covetous  desire  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

3  Direct  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 

But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands,— 

'Tis  a  delightful  road.— 
Nor  let  my  head  nor  heart  nor  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 


636 


S.  M. 


Prayer  for  Self-Consecration. 

1  0  God,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up. 
And  know  thou  heareet  prayer. 

2  Oh  for  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ! 

3  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  Lord,  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
To  better  worlds  above. 


120 


MAN. 


LOVING     OTHERS     FOR 
CHRIST'S    SAKE. 


637  S.  M.  808 

Attachment  to  the  Church. 

1  I  loTe  thy  kingdom.  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine  abode. 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saTed 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  lore  thy  church,  0  God; 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand. 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graTen  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given. 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

1  prize  her  heavenly  ways. 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine. 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand,  from  every  snare  and  foe, 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


639 


C.  M. 


638 


8s. 

The  Union  of  Saints. 


1  From  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 

That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love? 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties 
As  distance  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found. 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost: 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground. 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  brethren  are  dear  unto  me, 

Our  hearts  all  united  in  love ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be. 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  Why,  then,  so  unwilling  to  part. 

Since  there  we  shall  all  meet  again  ? 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart. 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign. 

And  all  his  bright  glories  shall  see, 
Singing.  Hallelujah !  amen ! 
Amen  !  even  so  let  it  be. 


157 


Te  have  done  it  unto  me. 

1  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete ! 
How  can  we  count  the  matchless  ram  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below. 

The  partners  of  thy  grace : 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father'b  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed  and  ted 

And  visited  and  cheered ; 
And,  in  their  accents  of  distress. 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love. 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see ; 
Oh,  rather  let  us  beg  our  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 

640  S.  M.  1§0 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers : 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain : 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart. 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

641  C.  M. 

Love  as  Brethren. 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly,  is  the  sight. 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thug  fulfil  his  word  ;— 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart  ;— 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 

Our  wishes  all  above. 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide. 
And  show  a  brother's  love! 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above : 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
Hi«  bosom  glow  with  love. 


t*9 


LOVING  OTHERS  FOR  CHRIST'S  SAKE. 


121 


642  0.  M. 

Brotherly  Love. 
1  Onr  souls,  by  love  together  knit. 
Cemented,  mixed  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

3  Our  hearts  have  often  burned  within, 
And  glowed  with  sacred  fire, 
While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  blessed, 
And  filled  the  enlarged  desire. 

3  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaimed  by  thee  thy  own  ;— 

4  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  saved  by  grace 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed. 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 


643 


L.  M, 


Religion  nothing  tcithout  Love. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor ; 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name,— 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues  nor  gifts  nor  fiery  zeal 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

644  C.  M. 

Importance  and  Influence  of  Love. 

1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  onr  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move : 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too. 
But  they  can  never  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyf  \\  strings 

In  brightest  realms  of  bliss. 
11 


645 


C.  M. 


■M 
Sympathy  u-ith  the  Afflicted. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  : 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  vain ; 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth 

A  brother's  woes  to  feel, 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind,  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief ; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  Himself,  througk  Christ,  hath  mercy  found- 

Free  mercy  from  above : 
That  mercy  moves  him  to  fnlfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

646  L.  M.  18g 

Grief  for  the  Sins  and  Miseriee  of  Men. 

1  Arise,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise, 
To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame  : 
See  scandals  poured  on  Jesus'  name ; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son; 
The  world  abused  ;  the  soul  undone. 

3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everlasting  night, 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  krow, 
Though  briny  tears  forever  flow. 

4  My  God.  I  feel  the  mournful  scene  ; 
My  spirit  yearns  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flamt. 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves. 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves: 
Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ. 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

647  L.  M. 

Christian  Affection. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds. 
In  sweet  comm union,  kindred  minds ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run. 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes,  are  one' 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  tender  love,  what  holy  tear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire. 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature  s  fire; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above. 

A  heaven  of  joy,  a  heaven  of  love. 


122 


MAN. 


648  C.  M.  88T 

Imitation  of  Christ's  Kindness. 

1  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went. 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure. 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  diitress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We.  in  the  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  has  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill : 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  w«  can  make ; 

Yet  thou  has  taught  us.  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

649  L.  If.  „8 

Blessedness  of  the  Righteous. 

1  Bl^st  are  the  men  whose  mercies  move 
To  art*  of  kindness  and  of  love; 

From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

2  Rlpst  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean. 
Who  never  tread  the  ways  of  sin  : 

With  ondless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,— the  God  of  peace. 

<  Blpst  are  the  faithful  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  thall  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
Eternal  life  is  their  reward. 


651  C.  M.  „0 

Prayer  for  Children's  Conversion. 

1  0  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet, 

A  needy,  sinful  band; 
As  suppliants  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
We  come  at  thy  command. 

2  'Tis  for  our  children  we  would  plead. 

The  offspring  thou  hast  given  ; 
Where  shall  we  go,  in  time  of  need, 
But  to  the  God  of  heaven? 

3  We  ask  not  for  them  wealth  or  fame. 

Amid  the  worldly  strife ; 
But,  in  the  all-prevailing  Name, 
W  e  ask  eternal  life. 

4  We  seek  the  Spirit's  quickening  grace, 

To  make  them  pure  in  heart, 
That  they  may  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  see  thee  as  thou  art. 


652 


L.  M. 


285 


Parents'  Prayer  for  their  Children. 

1  Father  of  all.  before  thy  throne. 

Grateful  but  anxious  parents  bow; 
Look  in  patprnal  mercy  down, 
And  yield  the  boon  we  ask  thee  now. 

2  'Tis  not  for  wealth,  or  joys  of  earth. 

Or  life  prolonged,  we  seek  thy  face ; 
'Tis  for  a  new  and  heavenly  birth. 
'Tis  tor  the  treasures  of  thy  grace. 

3  'Tis  for  the  soul's  eternal  joy, 

For  rescue  from  the  coming  woe. 
Do  not  our  earnest  suit  deny ; 
We  cannot,  cannot  let  thee  go. 


653 


S.  M. 


650 


7s. 

Safe  our  Cliildren. 


1  God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer 

For  the  children  thou  hast  given; 
Let  them  all  thy  blessings  share,— 
Grace  on  earth  and  bliss  in  heaven. 

2  In  the  morning  of  their  days 

May  th^ir  hearts  be  drawn  to  thee; 
Let  them  learn  to  lisp  thy  praise 
In  their  earliest  infancy. 

3  Cleanse  their  souls  from  every  stain, 

Through  the  Saviour's  precious  blood; 
Let  them  all  be  hern  again. 
And  be  reconciled  to  God. 

4  Tor  this  mercy.  Lord,  we  cry; 

Bend  thine  ever  gracious  ear; 
While  on  tfcee  our  souls  rely, 
Hear  our  prayer,  in  mercy  hear. 


Compassion  of  Chrht. 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinner's  weep. 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 
The  wondering  angels  see; 

Be  thou  astonished,  0  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

2  He  wept  that  we  might  weep; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear: 
\  In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 

.  And  there  's  no  weeping  there. 

1 654  L.  M.  ir* 

Prayer  for  th«  Conversion  of  Men. 
1  O  Christ,  our  true  and  only  light, 
Illmmine  those  who  sit  in  night: 
Let  those  afar  now  hear  thy  voice, 
And  in  thy  fold  with  us  rejoice. 


REFUGE  IN  CHRIST. 


123 


2  Fill  with  the  radiance  of  thy  grace 
The  souls  now  lost  in  error's  maze. 
And  all  in  whom  their  secret  minds 
Some  dark  delusion  hurts  and  blinds. 

3  Shine  on  the  darkened  and  the  cold, 
Recall  the  wanderer  from  thy  fold, 
Unite  those  now  who  walk  apart, 
Confirm  the  weak  and  doubting  heart. 

4  So  they,  with  us,  may  evermore 

Such  grace,with  wondering  thanks,  adore ; 
And  endless  praise  to  thee  be  given. 
By  all  thy  church,  in  earth  and  heaven. 


REFUGE  IN  CHRIST. 


655 


6s  &  5s. 


94 


'  I  am  thy  God;  I  will  strengthen  thee." 

1  Oh.  let  him  whose  sorrow 

No  relief  can  find. 
Trust  in  God,  and  borrow 
Ease  for  heart  and  mind. 

2  Where  the  mourner,  weeping, 

Sheds  the  secret  tear, 
God  his  watch  is  keeping, 
Though  none  else  is  near. 

3  All  our  woe  and  sadness 

In  thig  world  below, 
Equal  not  the  gladness 
We  in  heaven  shall  know, 

4  When  our  gracious  Saviour, 

In  the  realms  above, 

Crowns  us  with  his  favor. 

Fills  us  with  his  love. 


656 


L.  M. 


A  never-failing  God. 

1  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call, 
Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

Oh,  while  the  swelling  floods  prevail. 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint, 
Where  shall  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint' 
Where  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor? 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  the  humble  plea? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fixed  remain. 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear. 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer : 
The  promise  of  a  faithful  God 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

5  Poor  though  I  am.  despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
That  man  is  safe,  and  must  succeed. 
For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 


1T4 


657  L.  M. 

Why  art  thou  emit  downt 

1  Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  care* 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snare*; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord. 

And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear? 
How  canst  thou  want,  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home  apace  to  God; 
Then  count  thy  present  Irials  small. 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 


658  7s. 

Burdens  cast  on  the  Lord. 


14« 


1  Cast  thy  burdens  on  the  Lord ; 
Lean  thou  only  on  his  word : 
Ever  will  he  be  thy  stay, 

Though  the  heavens  shall  melt  away. 

2  Ever  in  the  raging  storm, 
Thou  shalt  see  his  cheerine  form, 
Hear  his  pledge  of  coming  aid : 

"  It  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 

3  Cast  thy  burden  at  his  feet ; 
Linger  near  his  mercy  seat : 
He  will  lead  thee  by  the  hand 
Gently  to  the  better  land. 

4  He  will  gird  thee  by  his  power, 
In  thy  weary,  fainting  hour; 
Lean,  then,  loving,  on  his  word ; 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 


659  S.  M.  ! 

"My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand." 

1  Our  times  are  in  thy  hand. 

Father,  we  wish  them  there, 
Our  life,  our  soul,  our  all,  we  leave 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

2  Our  times  are  in  thy  hand, 

Whatever  they  may  be, 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  Our  times  are  in  thy  hand, 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
A  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  Our  times  are  in  thy  hand. 

We'll  always  trust  in  thee ; 
Till  we  have  left  this  weary  land, 
And  all  thy  glory  see. 


124 


MAN. 


660  L.  M.  855 

"  Welcome  to  me  the  darkest  Night." 
1  Welcome  to  me  the  darkest  night, 
If  there  the  Saviour's  presence  bright 
Beam  forth  upon  the  soul  dismayed, 
And  say,  "  'Tis  I,  be  not  afraid." 

3  Welcome  the  fiercest  waves  that  roll 
Their  deepening  floods  to  whelm  my  soul, 
If  he  rebuke  the  storm  of  ill, 
And  bid  the  tempest,  "  Peace,  be  still." 

3  Welcome  the  thorniest  path,  if  there 
The  print-marks  of  his  leet  appear; 
If  in  his  footsteps  we  may  tread. 
And  follow  where  our  Lord  hath  led. 

4  I  will  not  ask  what  else  is  mine, 

If  thou,  0  Lord,  account  me  thine ; 
For  what  but  joy  can  be  my  lot. 
If  God,  my  God,  reject  me  not? 


1?.T 


661 


S.  M. 


Gentleness  of  God's  Commands. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell : 
That  hand  which  bears  creation  up, 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  vour  heavenly  Father's  throne 
And  peace  and  comfort  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 


662 


L.  M.  6l 

Christ,  All  and  in  All. 


14? 


1  Jesus,  thou  source  of  calm  repose, 

All  fulness  dwells  in  thee  divine; 
Our  strength,  to  quell  the  proudest  foes; 

Our  light,  in  deepest  gloom  to  shine ; 
Thou  art  our  fortress,  strength,  and  tower, 
Our  trust  and  portion,  evermore. 

2  Jesus,  our  Comforter  thou  art ; 

Our  rest  in  toil,  our  ease  in  pain ; 
The  balm  to  heal  each  broken  heart ; 

In  storms  our  peace,  in  loss  our  gain  ; 
Our  joy  beneath  the  worldlings  frown; 
In  shame  our  glory  and  our  crown. 

3  In  want,  our  plentiful  supply ; 

In  weakness,  our  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  our  ptrfect  liberty; 

Our  refuge  in  temptation's  hour ; 
Our  comfort,  'midst  all  grief  and  thrall ; 
Our  life  in  death ;  our  all  in  all. 


663  S.  M. 

Comfort  in  Darkness. 

1  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take, 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  br.ghter  shine ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  c«me. 
Shall  qnench  the  spark  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame. 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 


.  Ilt'll    IB    111C    UiilC    IU    IJUBl    <. 

And  rest  upon  his  name. 


664 


L.  M. 

Strength  from  Christ. 


814 


1  Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

'"  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day." 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress. 
Upheld  by  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there: 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains. 
While  he  my  sinking  head  sustains. 

3  I  glory  in  infirmity. 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  mc ; 
When  I  am  weak  then  am  I  stronsr. 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

665  S.  M.  160 

Resignation  to  the  LortTs  Will. 

1  If  on  a  quiet  sea 

Toward  heaven  we  oalmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts,  0  God,  to  thee, 
We'll  own  the  favoring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come. 
Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Teach  us  in  every  state, 

To  make  thy  will  our  own, 
And.  wh«n  the  joys  of  sense  depart 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 


666 


S.  M. 


2X4 


Security  and  Comfort  i*  God. 
1  When,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
Mv  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 


REFUGE  ITS  CHRIST. 


12S 


2  Ob,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  head. 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

Forever  I'll  abide; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

667  L.  M.  S14 

Walking  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight. 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  With  joy  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray. 

Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 


668 


L.  M. 


285 

Keep  us  from  falling. 

1  Lord,  through  the  desert  drear  and  wide, 
Our  erring  tootsteps  need  a  guide; 
Keep  us,  oh,  keep  us  near  thy  side ; 

Let  us  not  fall ;  let  us  not  fall. 

2  We  have  no  fear  that  thou  shouldst  kvse 
One  whom  eternal  love  could  choose ; 
But  we  would  ne'er  this  grace  abuse ; 

Let  us  not  fall ;  let  us  not  fall. 

3  All  thy  good  work  in  us  complete, 
And  seat  us  daily  at  thy  feet; 

Thy  love,  thy  words,  thy  name,  how  s  reet ! 
Let  us  not  fall ;  let  us  not  fall. 


669 


10s  &  lis. 


asu 


Unbelief  banished. 

1  Begone,  unbelief!  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear  •• 

By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  wi)j  perform  ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  amile  at  tUe  storm. 

2  Determined  to  save,  he  watched  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sport' d  with  death, 
And  oan  he  have  taught  me  to  tru.'l  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me  topi' t  me  to  shame  ? 

3  Though  dark  be  ray  way,  since  he  is  my  guide. 

Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  ; 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than  mine; 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine? 

4  Hi*  love,  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink ; 
Though  painful  at  present, 'twill  cease  before  long. 
And  then,  oh,  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  sou-  I 

11* 


670  L.  M.  irs 

Rocked  in  the  Cradle  of  the  Deep. 

1  Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep, 
I  lay  me  down  in  peace  to  sleep; 
Secure  I  rest  upon  the  wave, 

For  thou,  0  Lord,  hast  power  to  save. 

2  I  know  thou  wilt  not  slight  my  call, 
For  thou  dost  mark  the  sparrow's  fall ; 
And  calm  and  peaceful  is  my  sleep, 
Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep. 

3  And  such  the  trust  that  still  were  mine, 
Though  stormy  winds  swept  o'er  the  brine, 
Or  though  the  tempest's  fiery  breath 
Roused  me  from  sleep  to  wreck  and  death. 

4  In  ocean  caves  still  safe  with  thee, 
The  germs  of  immortality ; 

And  calm  and  peaceful  is  my  sleep, 
Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep. 

671  C.  M.  w 

Deliverance  from  deep  Distreu. 

1  I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord ; 

He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  gloomy  pit, 

Where,  mourning,  long  1  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet,— 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  lie  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  new  and  thankful  song. 

4  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love ! 

Thy  mercies.  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

672  C.  M. 

Tlie  safe  Retreat. 

1  Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies : 
'Tis  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
When  storms  and  tempests  rise. 

2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  near; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector  and  my  Lord. 

Thy  constant  aid  impart; 
Oh,  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  Oh.  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat ! 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love. 
And  dwell  ben«ath  thy  feet. 


215 


126 


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196 


673        lis,  10,  &  6.         177 

Let  not  our  Faith  fail 

1  Still  will  we  trust,  though  earth  seem  dark  and 

dreary 
Aud  the  heurt  faint  beneath  hia  chastening  rod  ■ 
Though  rough  and  steep  our  pathway,  worn  and 
weary 
Still  will  we  trust  in  God. 

2  Our  eyes  see  dimly  till  by  faith  anointed, 

And  our  blind  choosing  brings  us  grief  and 
pain  ; 
Through  him  alone  who  hath  our  way  appointed 
We  find  our  peace  again. 

3  Choose  for  us,  Lord,  nor  let  our  weak  preferring 

Cheat  our  poor  souls  of  good  thou  hast  designed- 
Choose  for  us,  Lord,  thy  wisdom  is  unerring 
And  we  are  fools  and  blind. 

674  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  strong  Faith. 

1  Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 

1  hough  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe;  — 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
Bu.tr'.,1P,tne  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God;  — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without; 
1  hat  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt :  — 

4  A$tfh.£nat  keep8  the  narrow  way 

lill  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

5  Lord  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 
nr  ».   then«  whate'er  may  come, 

We  11  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

675  L.  M. 

If  thou  art  with  me. 


219 


°kove  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 

Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth-born  care    ' 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near. 
J  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread 
And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year, 
n  pa„th  we  8U"».  no  darkness  dread 
Our  heam  still  whispering,  thou  art  near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear 

&JlS*K12ffiWlni' the  fleering  leaf] 
anall  softly  tell  us  thou  art  near. 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe 

O  Love  divine,  forever  deai  • 
Content  to  suffer,  while  we  know 
Living  or  dying,  thou  art  near  ' 


880 


676  L.  M. 

Christ  the  Pilot. 

1  ri1^,tJi,I°WS  swe11 ;  the  *  »"*«•  are  high  • 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ;  S  ' 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call- 

My  iears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  i3„^r&the,pilot'8  part  Perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm  • 

romrVdinlf  fr°m  each  threatening  m;' 
toutrol  the  waves  ;  say,  "  Peace,  te  still." 

3  ?Kr?|0f/Vfry  8hape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

)Y  ho  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore 

And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

4  TTh0ogh-  tempest-tossed,  and  half  a  wreck 
S,a;'«"  through  the  floods  I  Seek       ' 

677  C.  M. 

Comfort  in  God. 

1  Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
VHe-^en  lvaves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ;    ' 
l  hy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  B"t;  oh,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail 

I  tear  to  call  thee  mine :  ' 

ihe  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet- gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ;  ' 

Th8^lmy  S1ul  would  cles»ve  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust 


230 


286 


678  lis. 

The  firm  Foundation. 

1  U°Z£T  a  foun,d»tion-  ye  saints  of  the  Lord 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  I 
v™  L?°re  ?anrhe  sav  than  t0  you  he  haU  said 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled?  ' 

2  In  every  eondition,-in  sickness  and  health 
In  poverty's  rale,  or  abounding  in  wealth 

As  thTS  a"d  abr,°ad'  °"  the  »»«"o»  the  se» 
As  thy  day  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  eve, 

3  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prere 

Like7»n!h.h.tarV  h/ \?  shal1  thiir  templet '.dor. 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  mj  hoto£  be  b^°; 

*  7 tlii°nU„,rthTat  -u  Jesus  hath  lean«d  for  repose 
I  will  not   I  will  not,  desert  to  its  foes ;      [shake 
That  soul,  though  all   hell  should  endeavor  to 
1 11  never  «x>  never,  no  never,  forsake  I 


ACQUIESCING   IN  THK  WILL  OF  CHRIST. 


127 


679 


1L 


is? 


The  Pilgrim'*  Song. 

X  My  rest  is  in  heaven,  niy  rest  is  not  here. 
Then  why  should  I  murmur  wheu  trials  are  near  ? 
Re  hush'il  my  dark  spirit,  the  worst  that  can  come 
But  shorten!  thy  journey,  and  hastens  thee  home. 

1  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  seeking  my  bliss, 
Or  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like  this; 
I  look  for  a  city  that  hands  have  not  piled, 
I  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  undeflled. 

3  Afflictions  may  press  me.  they  cannot  destroy  ; 
uue  glimpse  of  his  love  turns  them  all  into  joy  ; 
And  the  bitterest  tears,  if  he  smiles  but  on  them 
Like  dew  in   the   sunshine,  grow  diamoud  and 

gem. 

4  Let  trial  and  danger  my  progress  oppose, 
They  only  make  heavea  more  sweet  at  its  close : 
Come  joy  or  come  sorrow,  whate'er  may  befall, 
An  hour"  with  my  Saviour  will  make  up  for  all. 


680 


C.  P.  M. 


227 


Help  in  Weakliest  and  Pain. 

1  O  Lord,  our  strength  aud  righteousness, 
Our  hope  and  refuge  in  distress, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God, 
See  here,  a  helpless  sinner  see, 
Weak  and  in  pain,  he  looks  to  thee, 

For  healing  in  thy  hlood. 

2  In  sickness  make  thou  all  his  bed, 
Thy  hands  support  his  fainting  head, 

His  feeble  soul  defend : 
Teach  him  on  thee  to  cast  his  care, 
And  all  his  grief  and  burden  bear, 

And  love  him  to  the  end. 

3  Oh,  let  him  look  to  thee  alone  ; 
That  all  thy  will  on  him  be  done 

His  only  pleasure  be, 
Alike  resigned  to  live  or  die, 
As  most  thy  name  may  glorify, 

To  live  or  die  to  thee. 

681  C.  P.  M.  S8r 

Casting  all  your  Care  upon  him. 

1  0  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be 
If  we  could  cast  our  care  on  thee, 

If  we  from  self  could  rest ; 
And  feel  at  heart  that  One  above 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 

Is  working  for  the  best. 

2  How  far  from  this  our  daily  life, 
How  oft  disturbed  by  anxious  strife, 

By  sudden  wild  alarms ; 
Oh,  could  we  but  relinquish  all 
Our  earthly  props,  and  simply  fall 

On  thine  almighty  arms. 

3  Could  we  but  kneel  and  cast  our  load, 
E'en  while  we  pray,  upon  our  God, 

Then  rise  with  lightened  cheer; 
Sure  that  the  Father,  who  is  nigh 
To  itill  the  famished  raven's  cry, 

Will  hear  in  that  we  fear. 


682 


'S-  211 

The  gracious  Promise. 

1  Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

To  his  gracious  promise  liee, 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word, 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayst  see, 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief, 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  ages,  I'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free, 
Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 
"  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

683  C.  M.  8tt0 

Comfort  in  Sickness. 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away; 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above; 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward  and  behold 
Eternal  joy  my  own ; 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end; 
Sweet  on  the  promise  of  his  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend; 

5  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

6  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Directly,  Lord,  from  thee  ! 


ACQUIESCING  IN  THE  WILL 
OF  CHRIST. 


684 


Holy  Contentment. 
1  Lord,  my  times  *r«  in  thy  hand  ; 
All  my  fondest  hopes  have  planned 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 
And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 


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2  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give ; 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live : 

So  shall  added  years  fulfil, 
Not  my  own,  uiy  Father's  will. 

3  Fond  ambition,  whisper  not; 
Happy  is  my  humble  lot; 
Anxious,  busy  cares,  away; 
I'm  provided  for  to-day. 

4  Oh,  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer, 

Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued. 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude. 


685 


C.  M. 


2a? 


Thy  Care,  not  mine. 

1  Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 

Whether  I  die  or  live; 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 

2  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad 

That  I  may  long  obey ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before; 

No  one  into  his  kingdom  comes, 

But  through  his  opened  door. 

1  Come,  Lord.when  grace  has  made  me  meet 
Thy  blessed  face  to  see ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be  ? 

5  Then  shall  I  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  all  triumphant  saints 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

6  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

686  L.  M. 

Resignation  to  Christ's  Will. 

1  If  life  in  sorrow  must  be  spent, 
So  be  it ;  I  am  well  content ; 
And  meekly  wait  my  last  remove. 
Desiring  only  trustful  love. 

2  No  bliss  I'll  seek,  but  to  fulfil. 

In  life,  in  death,  thy  perfect  will ; 

No  succors  in  my  woes  I  want, 

But  what  my  Lord  is  pleased  to  grant 

3  Our  days  are  numbered  :  let  us  spare 
Our  anxious  hearts  a  needless  care: 
'Tis  thine  to  number  out  our  days? 
'lis  ours  to  give  them  to  thy  praise. 

4  Faith  is  our  only  business  here,— 
Faith,  simple,  constant,  and  sincere ; 
Oh,  blessed  days  thy  servants  see ! 
Thus  spent,  0  Lord,  in  pleasing  the*. 


2iy 


687 


C.  M. 


107 


Mystery. 

1  Thy  way,  0  Lord,  is  in  the  sea; 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 

Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 

Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  As  through  a  glass  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above ! 

3  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will  '■ 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight : 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

4  With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace, 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


688 


8s  &6. 


287 


"  TJiy  Will  be  doner 

1  My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 

Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 
Oh,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done."' 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still,  and  murmur  not, 

And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,— it  ne'er  was  mine,- 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine; 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

4  Should  pining  sickneBS  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

In  life  or  death  teach  me  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

5  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 


689 


L.  M.  6l. 


14' 


Trust  in  the  Lord's  Love. 

1  Oh.  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 

While  darkness  veils  this  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will. 

Wrapped  yet  in  fears  and  mystery; 
I  cannot.  Lord,  thy  purpose  see; 
Yet  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  So.  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 
The  narrow  path  of  duty  on ; 

What  though  some  cherished  joy*  are  fled? 
What  though  lomc  flattering  dreams  are  goutl 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain : 
Why  should  my  spirit,  thsa,  complain  ? 


WORKING  FOR  CHRIST. 


129 


690 


8s  &  4s. 


**? 


693 


L.  M.  6l. 


Thy  Will  be  done. 

1  Thy  will  be  done !    Iii  devious  way 

The  hurry  i ug  stream  of  life  may  run ; 
Yet  still  our  gratefui  hearts  shall  say, 
Thy  will  be  done. 

2  Thy  will  be  done !    If  o'er  us  shine 

A  gladdening  and  a  prosperous  sun, 
This  prayer  shall  make  it  more  divine : 
Thy  will  be  done. 

3  Thy  will  be  done1.  Though  shrouded  o'er 

Our  path  with  gloom,  one  comfort,  one. 
Is  ours,— to  breathe,  while  we  adore,   - 
Thy  will  be  done. 

691  S.  M.  ««4 

He  shall  choose  our  Inheritance  for  us. 

1  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord, 

However  dark  it  be ; 
Oh,  lead  me  by  thine  own  right  hand, 
Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 

2  I  dare  not  choose  my  lot; 

I  would  not  if  I  might ; 
But  choose  thou  for  me,  0  my  God, 
So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

3  Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill ; 
As  ever  best  to  thee  may  seem. 
Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

4  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends. 

My  sickness  or  my  health ; 
Choose  thou  my  joys  and  cares  for  me, 
My  poverty  or  wealth. 

5  Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 

In  things  or  great  or  small; 
Be  thou  my  guide,  niy  guard,  my  strength. 

My  wisdom,  and  my  all. 


692 


CM. 

GocTs  Will. 


1  I  worship  thee,  sweet  will  of  God, 

And  all  thy  ways  adore ; 
And  every  day  I  live,  I  long 
To  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  He  always  wins  who  sides  with  God, 

To  him  no  chance  is  lost ; 
God's  will  is  sweetest  to  him  when 
It  triumphs  at  his  cost. 

3  111  that  God  blesses,  is  our  good, 

And  unblest  good  is  ill ; 
And  all  i6  right  that  seems  most  wrong, 
If  it  be  his  dear  will. 

i  When  obstacles  and  trials  seem 
Like  prison-walls  to  be, 
I  do  the  little  I  can  do, 
And  leave  the  rest  to  thee. 


14? 

He  leadeth  me. 

1  "  He  leadeth  nae  !  "  oh,  blessed  thought, 
Oh,  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught, 
Whate'er  I  do,  whate'er  I  be, 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 
He  leadeth  me  ;  he  leadeth  me  ; 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'midst  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom  ; 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea,— 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine  ; 
Content,  whate'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  thy  grace,  the  victory's  won  ; 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 

694:        8s,  7s,  &  4.         m 

God  the  Pilgrim's  Guide  and  Strength. 
1  Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 
I  am  weak,  but  though  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 
i  2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 
3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


WORKING  FOR  CHRIST. 

695  S.  M.  84 

Work  in  my   Vineyard. 

1  Laborers  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore; 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  lore. 

3  Urge,  with  a  tender  zeal, 

The  erring  child  along, 
Where  peaceful  congregations  kneel, 
And  pious  teachers  throng 


130 


MAN. 


331 


4  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest : 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love, 
A  mantle,  round  your  breast. 

5  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Kepay  your  arduous  toil. 

696  S.  M.  18 

Heartily  as  to  the  Lord. 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 

In  all  things  thee  to  see; 
And  what  I  do  in  anything, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee. 

2  Allmay  of  thee  partake ; 

Nothing  60  small  can  be, 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

3  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 

E'en  servile  labors  shine ; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause; 
The  meanest  work,  divine. 

697  C.  M. 

God's  true  Workmen. 

1  God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing, 

Most  strange  in  all  its  ways, 
And  of  all  things  on  earth,  least  like 
YV  hat  men  agree  to  praise. 

2  Oh,  blest  is  he  to  whom  is  given 

The  instinct  that  can  tell 
That  God  is  on  the  field,  when  he 
Is  most  invisible. 

3  And  blest  is  he  who  can  divine 

Where  real  right  doth  lie, 
And  dares  to  take  the  side  that  seems 
Y\  rong  to  man's  blinded  eye. 

698  S.  M.  ia 

Active  Effort  to  do  Good. 

1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand, 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed- 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land ; 

2  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 

Cold,  beat,  and  moist  and  dry 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

4  Thence,  when  the  glorious  end 

The  day  of  God,  shall  come,   ' 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  cry,  "  Harvest  home  I" 


289 


699  8s,  6s,  &  4. 

Nothing  but  Leaves. 

1  Nothing  but  leaves  .'—The  Spirit  grieves 

Over  a  wasted  life ; 
O'er  sins  indulged  while  conscience  slept, 
O  er  vows  and  promises  unkept, 

And  reaps  from  years  of  strife 
Nothing  but  leaves. 

2  Nothing  but  leaves  !— no  gathered  sheaves 

Of  life's  fair  ripening  grain; 
\\  e  sow  our  seeds ;  lo !  tares  and  weeds, 
\Y  ords,  idle  words,  for  earnest  deeds, 

We  reap  with  toil  and  pain 
Nothing  but  leaves. 

3  Nothing  but  leaves!— sad  memory  weaves 

No  veil  to  hide  the  past ; 
And  as  we  trace  our  weary  way, 
Counting  each  lost  and  misspent  day, 

Sadly  we  find  at  last 

Nothing  but  leaves. 

4  Ah  !  who  shall  thus  the  Master  meet. 

Bearing  but  withered  leaves? 
Ah !  who  shall  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
Before  the  awful  judgment-seat. 

Lay  down,  for  golden  sheavus, 
Nothing  but  leaves  ? 


700 


7s,  6s,  &  5s. 


840 


Work  while  it  is  called  Day. 

1  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Wurk  thro'  the  morning  hours, 
Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work  'mid  springing  flow'rs : 
Work  when  the  day  grows  brighter; 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  thro'  the  sunny  noon; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store : 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  6unset  skies : 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing 

Work,  for  the  davlight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more ; 
Work  while  the  night  is  dark'ning, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


701  7s,  6,  &  5. 

Clinging  to  Jesus. 
1  Follow  the  paths  of  Jesus, 

Walk  where  his  footsteps  lead, 
Keep  in  hia  beaming  presence, 
Every  counsel  heed. 


*40 


WARRING  FOR  CHRIST. 


131 


2  Watch,  while  the  hours  are  flying, 

Ready  some  good  to  do  ; 
Quick,  while  Ids  voice  is  calling, 
Yield  obedience  true. 

3  Cling  to  the  hand  of  Jesus, 

All  through  the  day  and  night, 
Dark  though  the  way  and  dreary, 
He  will  guide  you  right. 

4  Live  for  the  good  of  others, 

Helpless,  oppressed,  and  wrong; 
Lift  them  from  depths  of  sorrow, 
In  his  strength  be  strong. 

702  6s  &  5s.  84C 

',  Go,  work. 

1  Work,  for  time  is  flying; 

Work  with  heart  sincere ; 
Work,  for  souls  are  dying; 

Work,  for  night  is  near. 
In  the  Master's  vineyard 

Go  and  work  to-day ; 
Stand  not  idly  waiting. 

Work,  without  delay. 

2  In  this  glorious  calling. 

Work  till  day  is  o'er ; 
Work,  till,  evening  falling. 

You  can  work  no  more. 
Then  your  labor  bringing 

To  the  King  of  kings, 
Borne  with  joy  and  singing 

Home  on  angels'  wings, 

3  There  where  saints  adore  him, 

Where  the  ransom'd  meet, 
Lay  thy  sheaves  before  him, 

Lay  them  at  his  feet. 
Hear  thy  Master  saying, 

From  his  heavenly  throne, 
When  thy  wages  paying, 

"  Laborer,  well  done ! " 


WARRING  FOR  CHRIST. 


703 


C.  M. 


SK8 


The  Cliristian  Soldier. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 


4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign: 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  tbey  die ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

704  S.  M.  848 

Watchfulnest  and  Prayer  inculcated. 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch  and  fight  and  pray ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  : 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  don© 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 


705 


CM. 


Watch  and  pray. 

1  The  Saviour  bids  us  watoh  and  pray, 

Through  life's  brief,  fleeting  hour ; 
And  gives  the  Spirit's  quickening  ray 
To  those  who  seek  his  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife ; 
Help,  Lord,  to  hear  thy  voice  to-day; 
Obedience  is  our  life. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray; 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

4  0  Saviour,  we  would  watch  and  pray, 

And  hear  thy  sacred  voice. 
And  walk,  as  thou  hast  marked  the  way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 

706  C.  M. 

The  whole  Armor. 
1  Oh,  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 
And  to  thy  armor  cling; 
With  girded  loins  the  call  obey 
That  grace  and  mercy  bring. 


132 


UAK. 


707 


2  There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought 
An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 
A  victory  to  be  avou. 
2  The  shield  of  faith  repels  the  dart 
That  Satan's  hand  may  throw ; 
His  arrow  cannot  reach  thy  heart, 
If  Christ  control  the  bow. 

4  The  glowing  lamp  of  prayer  will  light 

Thee  on  thy  anxious  road; 
'Twill  keep  the  goal  of  heaven  in  Bight. 
And  guide  thee  to  thy  God. 

5  Oh,  faint  not,  Christian,  for  thy  sighs 

Are  heard  before  his  throne : 
The  race  must  come  before  the  prize, 
The  cross  before  the  crown. 

7a  &  6s.  888 

Stand  up  for  Jesus. 

1  Stand  up !  —  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss : 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  be  led, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up !  —  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you ; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

3  Stand  up!  — stand  up  for  Jesus  1 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song: 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 

708  0.  M.  800 

Following  departed  Worthies. 

1  Rise,  0  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  eai 

And  in  example  live; 
Their  faith  and  hope  and  mighty  deeds 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  precioua  blood 

They  conquered  every  foe; 
To  his  almighty  power  and  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given, 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 


709 


C.  M. 

The  Saints  abovt. 


Ml 


1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

W  ithin  the  veil,  and  Bee 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  bathed  their  couch  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins  and  doubts  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possessed  the  promised  rest. 

710  L.  M. 

Taking  the  Shield  of  Faith. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host. 
Awake,  my  soul,  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round ; 
Beware  of  all;  guard  every  part; 

But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

3  Come  then,  my  soul,  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield ; 
Put  on  the  armor,  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

4  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell , 
The  Man  of  Calv'ry  triumphed  here : 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

711  C  M. 

The  Christian  Race. 
!  1  Awake,  my  soul ;  stretch  every  nerve, 
i         And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
j      A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
I         Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye;  — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  Doast, 
When  victors' weaths  and  monarchs'geuu 
Shall  Idem'  in  common  dust. 


800 


WARRING  FOR   CHRIST. 


133 


712 


L.  M. 


The  heavenly  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls ;  away,  our  fears ; 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road. 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint  ;— 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  everflowing  spring. 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
While  those  who  trust  theirnative  strength 
Shall  melt  away  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 


713 


CM. 

Bearing  the  Cross. 


164 


1  Didst  thou,  dear  Saviour,  suffer  shame, 

And  bear  the  cross  for  me, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine. 

And  make  me  truly  bold ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  Bhine, 
Nor  love  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 


714 


L.  M. 


241 


The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain  's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldy  on, 

Press  forward  to  }he  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

*  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown. 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 
IS 


715  C.  M. 

Jesus  able  to  keep. 

1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame. 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands. 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  nw  worthless  nam* 

Before  his  Father  s  face, 

And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

716  L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ. 

1  Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be— 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !— that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No,— when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!— yes  I  may. 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away. 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then,— nor  is  my  boasting  vain,— 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And,  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

717  7s.  818 

Fight  the  good  Fight  of  Faith. 

1  Oft  in  danger,  oft  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christians,  onward  go ; 
Bear  the  toil,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  Bread  of  life. 

2  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye. 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
Let  not  fear  your  course  impede. 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  neod. 

3  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad; 
March  in  heavenly  armor  clad; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long. 
Soon  shall  victory  wake  your  song. 

4  Onward  then  to  glory  move ; 

More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prove; 
Though  opposed  by  a  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers,  onward  go ! 


1M 


HOLT  SCRIPTURE. 


718 


S.    M.  84* 

The  Christian  Soldier's  Strength. 
!  Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  gird  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power, 
The  man  who  in  the  Saviour  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued, 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God ; 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
You  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  complete  at  last. 

5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on ; 

Wrestle  and  fight  andjpray ; 
Tread  all  the  powers  ot  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

6  Still  let  the  Spirit  cry. 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "  Come," 
Till  Christ,  the  Lord,  descends  from  high, 
And  takes  the  conquerors  home. 

719  C.  M. 

Succor  implored  in  spiritual  Conflicts. 

1  Alas!  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 

What  snares  beset  my  way ! 
To  heaven,  oh,  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears ! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 


3  0  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid ; 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray  and  strivs, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

Oh,  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  strav 

Fr  in  happiness  and  thee. 


720 


7s. 


ZZA 


The  Conflict  short. 

1  Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  that  loves  us  to  the  end. 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go, 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls,— come  home ! ' 

2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie  to  take  us  unawares; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  ungarded  part : 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls,— come  home ! ' 

3  But,  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within  : 

Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these ; 

Then  the  joyful'news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls,— come  home ! 


HOLY     SCRIPTURE 


721  L.  M. 

The  Glory  of  God  in  his  Works  and  Word. 
1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ; 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

3  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess ; 
But  that  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ. 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise: 

Oh,  bless  the  world  with  heavenly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right; 


4  Thy  noblest  wouders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renewed  and  sins  forgiven : 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


722 


C.  M. 


24? 

Sufficiency  of  the  Scripture. 

1  Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 

On  all  thy  works  I  look  ; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  grace. 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 

2  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid; 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies ; 

H«re  my  desires  are  satisfied; 

And  here  my  hopes  arise. 


HOLT  BCBIPTURE. 


135 


723 


3  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law; 
Show  what  my  faults  have  been  ; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
The  pardon  of  my  sin. 

L.  M.  860 

Superiority  of  God1*  Word. 

1  The  starry  firmament  on  high, 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky, 

Yet  shine  not  to  thy  praise,  0  Lord, 
So  brightly  as  thy  written  word. 

2  The  hones  that  holy  word  supplies, 
Its  truths  divine  and  precepts  wise,— 
In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see, 

And  every  beam  conducts  to  thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord,  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale, 
And  deepest  silence  hush  on  high 
The  radiant  chorus  of  the  sky, 

4  But  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Unmoved  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  have  passed  away. 


724 


L.  M. 


S50 


A  Saviour  seen  in  the  Scripture. 

1  Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King, 
To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring; 
My  knee  with  humble  homage  bow; 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love  ; 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above  ; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

3  There  what  delightful  truths  I  read ; 
There  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed  ! 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrow  cease, 

And  gives  my  laboring  conscience  peace ; 
There  lifts  my  grateful  passions  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

725  C.  M. 

The  Bible  suited  to  our  Wants. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  'Tis  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Here  purer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  'Tis  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around. 
And  life  and  everlasting  joya     ' 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever-dear  delight ;, 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 


%\t 


850 


726  L.  M. 

Thou  art  my  Portion,  0  Lord. 

1  Oh,  let  thy  sacred  word  impart 

Its  generous  influence  to  my  heart : 
With  power,  and  light,  and  love  divine, 
Assure  my  soul  that  thou  art  mine. 

2  Thy  blissful  word,  with  joy  replete, 
Shall  bid  my  gloomy  fears  retreat; 
And  heaven-born  hope,  serenely  bright. 
Shine  cheerful  through  this  mortal  night. 

3  Then  shall  my  joyful  spirit  rise. 
On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies; 

And  when  these  transient  scenes  are  o'er. 
And  this  vain  world  shall  tempt  no  more,— 

4  Oh,  may  I  reach  the  blissful  plains, 
Where  thy  unclouded  glory  reigns, 
And  dwell  forever  near  thy  throne, 
In  joys  to  mortal  thought  unknown  ! 


727 


C.  M. 


The  Bible  a  Light. 

1  What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  ! 

Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none.' 

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat : 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


728 


L.  M. 


Divine  Revelation. 

1  God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son. 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  : 
Here  love  in  all  its  glory  shines. 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here,  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name, 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 
The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  Here,  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies ; 
Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Oh,  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord, 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word, 
Its  truths  with  meekness  to  receive. 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 


136 


HOLT  SCRIPTURE. 


729 


24? 


C.  M. 

Worth  of  the  Bible. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine. 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaTen. 

2  O'er  all  the  strait  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast ; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  II  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

4  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

730  C.  M. 

Comfort  from  ths  Bible. 

1  Lord,  I  have  made  they  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage : 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land,  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 


248 


731 


7s. 


249 


Preciousness  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  Holy  Bible,  book  divine, 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine ; 
Mine  to  tell  me  whence  I  came ; 
Mine  to  teach  me  what  I  am ; 

2  Mine  to  chide  me  when  I  rove; 
Mine  to  show  a  Saviour's  love ; 
Mine  thou  art  to  guide  and  guard; 
Mine  to  punish  or  reward ; 

3  Mine  to  comfort  in  distress. 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless; 
Mine  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death ; 

4  Mine  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom ; 
0  thou  holy  book  divine. 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine. 


732 


L.  P.  M. 


Delight  and  Instruction  from  the  Bible. 

1  I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word ; 
What  light  and  joy  tho^e  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way; 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray  ; 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threatening*  wake  my  slumbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free  but  large  reward. 

3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise. 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 


733 


C.  M. 

Love  to  Oie  Bible. 


1  Oh,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 

"lis  daily  my  delight; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 

To  meditate  thy  word ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  Thy  heavenly  words  my  heart  engage. 

And  well  employ  my  tongue, 
And  in  my  weary  pilgrimage 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

734  C.  M.  848 

Excellency  of  the  Scripture. 

1  Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book ; 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine. 
How  mean  their  writings  look ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

I 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below,— 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall. 
And  can  no  farther  go. 


CHURCH. 


137 


4  Our  faith  and  love  and  every  grace 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 


736 


S.  M. 

Power  of  God's  Word. 


249 


1  Behold,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
Aad  life  and  light  convey. 


2  But  where  the  gospel  comes. 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ; 
Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
Oh,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 


CHURCH 


736 


L.  M. 


261 

Glorious  Things  spoken  of  the  City  of  God. 

1  God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise ; 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well. 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  merer  visits  every  house 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows, 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  6tay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  are  described  of  old ! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

737  S.  M. 

Safety  of  the  Clxurch. 

1  How  honored  is  the  place 

Where  we  adoring  stand  I 

Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land. 

2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell 
While  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates ; 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  your  King. 

4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace, 
Tou  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

738  C.  M. 

Christ  the  Foundation  of  his  Church. 
1  Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone. 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 


2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

Let  saints  adore  the  name ; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here. 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest. 

Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood. 

Yet  must  this  building  rise: 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 


739 


CM. 


We  are  come  unto  Mount  Zion. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke ; 

Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 

Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill. 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will. 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  great,  the  glorious  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight. 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there. 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven. 
And  God,  the  Judge,  who  doth  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head. 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

Our  weary  souls  would  rest ; 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  i*, 
Must  be  forever  bleat. 


138 


CHURCH. 


740 


S.  M. 


868 


Safety  of  the  Church. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  let  his  praise  he  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  nis  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 
Through  all  her  palaces ! 

3  When  kings  against  her  joined, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

4  Oft  hare  our  fathers  told. 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair; 
We'll  call  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 


741 


7s,  6l. 

Who  shall  separate? 


1  Hallelujah!  who  shall  part  [heart? 
Christ's  own  church  from  Christ's  own 
Sever  from  the  Saviour's  side 

Souls  for  whom  the  Saviour  died  ? 

Dash  one  precious  jewel  down 

From  Immanuel's  blood-bought  crown  ? 

2  Hallelujah  !  shall  the  sword 
Part  us  from  our  glorious  Lord? 
Trouble  dark  or  dire  disgrace 
EVr  the  Spirit's  seal  efface? 
Famine,  nakedness,  or  hate 
Bride  and  Bridegroom  separate  ? 

3  Hallelujah!  life  nor  death, 
Powers  above  nor  powers  beneath, 
Monarch's  might  nor  tyrant's  doom, 
Things  that  are  nor  things  to  come. 
Men  nor  angels,  e'er  shall  part        [heart, 
Christ's  own  church  from  Christ's  own 


742 


8s  &  7s. 


The  Church,  God's  chosen  Residence. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  6poken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling. 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight, 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 
2  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 


4  Round  her  habitation  hovering, 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 

743  L.  M.  M% 

God  is  in  the  Midst  of  her. 

1  Happy  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace ; 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fixed  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage; 
Against  thy  throne  in  vain  they  rage: 
Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 


744 


S.  M. 


257 


The  Beauties  of  Zion. 

1  Far  as  thy  name  is  known 

The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Survey  with  care  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well,— 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
Tbe  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  tows. 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent,  and  how  wise ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

745  S.  M.  8&? 

The  Church  in  the  Wilderness. 

1  Far  down  the  ages  now, 

Much  of  her  journey  done, 
The  pilgrim  church  pursues  her  way, 
Until  her  crown  be  won. 

2  The  story  of  the  past 

Comes  up  before  her  view; 
How  well  it  seems  to  suit  her  still,  — 
Old,  and  yet  ever  new. 

3  No  wider  is  the  gate, 

No  broader  is  the  way, 
No  smoother  is  the  ancient  path, 
That  leads  to  life  and  day, 


CHURCH. 


139 


4  No  slacker  grows  the  fight, 

No  feebler  is  the  ioe, 
No  less  the  need  of  armor  tried. 
Of  shield  and  spear  and  bow. 

5  Still  faithful  to  our  God, 

And  to  our  Captain  true, 
We  follow  where  he  leads  the  way 
The  kingdom  in  our  view. 

746  C.  M.  86S 

God's  Love  to  the  Church. 

1  A  mother  may  forgetful  be. 

For  human  love  is  frail ; 
But  thy  Creator's  love  to  thee, 
0  Zion,  cannot  fail. 

2  No,  thy  dear  name  engraven  stands, 

In  characters  of  love, 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  hands; 
And  never  shall  remove. 

3  Before  his  ever-watchful  eye 

Thy  mournful  state  appears. 
And  every  groan,  and  every  sigh. 
Divine  compassion  hears. 

4  0  Zion,  learn  to  doubt  no  more, 

Be  every  fear  suppressed ; 
Unchanging  truth  and  love  and  power 
Dwell  in  thy  Saviour's  breast. 


2  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 
Thence  to  bring  thee  torth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee,— 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 


747 


C.  P.  M. 


256 


Security  of  the  Church. 

1  Fear  not,  0  little  flock,  the  foe 
Who  madly  seeks  your  overthrow ; 

Dread  not  his  rage  and  power. 
Whattho'  your  courage  sometimes  faints, 
His  seeming  triumph  o'er  God's  saints, 

Lasts  but  a  little  hour. 

2  Be  of  good  cheer ;  your  cause  belongs 
To  him  who  can  avenge  your  wrongs ; 

Leave  it  to  him,  our  Lord. 
Though  hidden  yet  from  all  our  eyes, 
He  sees  the  Gideon  that  shall  rise 

To  save  us  and  his  word. 

3  Amen,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  our  prayer; 
Great  Captain, now  thine  arm  make  bare, 

Fight  for  us  once  again. 
So  shall  thy  saints  and  martyrs  raise 
A  mighty  chorus  to  thy  praise 

World  without  end :  Amen. 


748 


7s,  &  4. 


800 


God  the  Defence  of  Zion. 
1  Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded,— 
Zion  kept  by  power  divine; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded. 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine  : 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 


749 


C.  M. 


Fellow-citizens  with  the  Sainta. 

1  Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 

And  saved  by  grace  alone ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love. 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know ; 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 


750 


7s,  4s,  &  7s. 


869 


The  Church  triumphant. 

1  Head  of  the  church  triumphant 
We  joyfully  adore  thee  ; 

Till  thou  appear, 

Thy  members  here 
Shall  sing  like  those  in  glory. 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices, 
In  blest  anticipation, 

And  cry  aloud, 

And  give  to  God 
The  praise  of  our  salvation. 

2  While  in  affliction's  furnace, 
And  passing  through  the  fire, 

Thy  love  we  praise, 

That  knows  our  days. 
And  ever  brings  us  nigher. 
We  lift  our  hands,  exulting 
In  thine  almighty  favor; 

The  love  divine, 

That  made  us  thine, 
Shall  keep  us  thine  forever. 

3  Thou  dost  conduct  thy  people 
Through  torrents  of  temptation; 

Nor  will  we  fear, 

While  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation. 
The  world,  with  sin  and  Satan, 
In  vain  our  march  opposes ; 

By  thee  we  will 

Break  through  them  all, 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses. 

751  C.  M. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 

This  day,  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  0  Lord. 

2  Complete  in  w*,  whom  grace  hath  called 

Thy  glorious  work  begun, 
0  thou,  in  whom  the  church  on  earth 
And  church  in  heaven  are  one. 


140 


CHURCH. 


S  Around  this  feeble,  trusting  band 
Thy  sheltering  pinions  spread. 
Nor  let  the  storms  of  trial  beat 
Too  fiercely  on  our  head. 

4  Then,  when,  among  the  saints  in  light, 
Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 


752 


BAPTISM. 

8s  &  7s. 

Following  Christ. 


vzx 


1  Jesus,  mighty  King  in  Zion, 

Thou  alone  our  Guide  shall  be : 
Thy  commission  we  rely  on; 
We  would  follow  none  but  thee. 

2  As  an  emblem  of  thy  passion, 

And  thy  victory  o'er  the  grave, 

We,  who  know  thy  great  salvation, 

Are  baptized  beneath  the  wave. 

3  Fearless  of  the  world's  despising, 

We  the  ancient  path  pursue, 
Buried  with  our  Lord,  and  rising 
To  a  life  divinely  new. 


753 


8s  &  7s. 


2?1 


Follow  Christ. 
1  Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation 


Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 
Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod. 

2  Hear  the  blest  Redeemer  call  you, 

Listen  to  his  heavenly  voice ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 
While  you  make  his  way  your  choice. 

3  Jesus  says,  "  Let  each  believer 

Be  baptized  in  my  name ; " 
He  himself,  in  Jordan's  river. 
Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 

4  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 
Lo !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 

754  8s  &  7s.  874 

Christ  our  Example. 
1  This  rite  our  blest  Redeemer  gave 
To  all  in  him  believing; 
He  bids  us  seek  this  hallowed  grave, 
To  his  example  cleaving. 

I'll  follow,  then,  my  glorious  Lord, 

Whate'er  the  ties  I  sever. 
He  saved  my  soul,  and  left  his  word 
To  guide  me  now  and  ever. 


2  For  me  the  cross  and  shame  to  bear. 

Dear  Saviour,  thou  wast  willing : 
Nor  would  I  shrink  thy  yoke  to  wear, 
All  righteousness  fulfilling. 
I'll  follow,  Ac. 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  I  yield  my  all ; 

In  thy  kind  arms  enfold  me : 
My  heart  is  fixed ;  no  fears  appal ; 
Thy  gracious  power  shall  hold  me. 
I'll  follow,  Ac. 


755 


L.  M. 


#«» 


Imitation  of  Christ. 

1  Come,  happy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb, 
Who  loved  our  race  ere  time  begaa. 
Who  veiled  his  Godhead  in  our  clay, 
And  in  a  humble  manger  lay. 

2  To  Jordan's  stream  the  Spirit  led. 

To  mark  the  path  his  saints  should  tread. 
With  joy  they  trace  the  sacred  way, 
To  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  Immersed  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave, 
The  Saviour  left  his  watery  grave; 
Heaven  owned  the  deed,  approved  the  way, 
And  blessed  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

4  Come,  all  who  love  his  precious  name, 
Come,  tread  his  steps,  and  learn  of  him ; 
Happy  beyond  expression  they 

Who  find  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 


S.  M. 

Tlie  Baptism  of  Christ. 

1  Down  to  the  sacred  wave 

The  Lord  of  Life  was  led ; 
And  he  who  came  our  souls  to  save 
In  Jordan  bowed  his  head. 

2  He  taught  the  solemn  way ; 

He  fixed  the  holy  rite; 
He  bade  his  ransomed  ones  obey, 
And  keep  the  path  of  light. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  we  will  tread 

In  thy  appointed  way; 
Let  glory  o'er  these  scenes  be  shed. 
And  •mile  on  us  to-day. 


756 


757  L.  M.  Mt 

Call  to  follow  Cltrist  in  Baptism. 

1  Behold  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay, 

Before  he  shed  his  precious  blood. 
How  plain  he  marked  the  humble  way 
To  sinners  through  the  mystic  flood. 

2  Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Come,  and  obey  his  sacred  word ; 
He  died,  and  rose  again  for  you ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do? 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

On  these  baptismal  waters  move; 
And  grant  that  we  through  grace  divine, 
May  have  the  substance  with  the  sign. 


BAPTISM. 


Ill 


758 


7s,  &  4. 


Following  Cttrist. 

1  Gracious  Saviour,  we  adore  thee; 

Purchased  by  thy  precious  blood, 
We  present  ourselves  before  thee, 
Now  to  walk  the  narrow  road ; 

Saviour,  guide  us, — 
Guide  us  to  our  heavenly  home. 

2  Thou  didst  mark  our  path  of  duty; 

Thou  wast  laid  beneath  the  wave ; 
Thou  didst  rise  in  glorious  beauty 
From  the  semblance  of  the  grave ; 

May  we  follow 
In  the  same  delightful  way. 

759  7s  &  6s. 

Buried  icith  Oirisl. 


2?3 


1  Around  thy  grave,  Lord  Jesus, 

Thine  empty  grave  we  stand, 
With  hearts  all  full  of  praises, 

To  keep  thybless'd  command: 
By  faith  our  souls  rejoicing, 

To  trace  thy  path  of  love, 
Through  death's  dark  angry  billows, 

Up  to  the  throne  above. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  we  remember 

The  travail  of  thy  soul, 
When,  in  thy  love's  deep  pity, 

The  waves  did  o'er  thee  roll : 
Baptized  in  death's  cold  waters, 

i  or  us  thy  blood  was  shed ; 
For  us  the  Lord  of  glory 

Was  numbered  with  the  dead. 

3  Lord,  now  thou  art  arisen, 

Thy  travail  is  all  o'er. 
For  sin  thou  once  hast  suffer'd, 

Thou  livest  to  die  no  more ; 
Sin,  death,  and  hell  are  vauquish'd, 

By  thee,  thy  church's  Head  ; 
And  lo !  we  share  thy  triumphs, 

Thou  first-born  from  the  dead. 

4  Into  thy  death  baptized, 

We  own  with  thee  we  died ; 
Writh  thee,  our  life,  are  risen, 

And  in  thee  glorified  ; 
From  sin,  the  world,  and  Satan, 

We're  ransom'd  by  thy  blood, 
And  how  would  walk  as  strangers, 

Alive  with  thee  to  God. 


760 


L.  M. 


869 


Christ's  Example. 

1  Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave. 
And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave  : 
Come  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod— 

A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 

2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace, 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 

To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love,' 
Audjoiu  our  songs  with  songs  above. 


701 


Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine  ! 

Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine ; 

High  o'er  the  heavens  forever  reign, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

S.  M. 

Baptism  into  Christ. 

1  With  willing  hearts  we  tread 

The  path  the  Saviour  trod ; 
Wre  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  glorious  Lamb  of  God. 

2  On  thee,  on  thee  alone, 

Our  hope  and  faith  rely, 
O  thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Who  didst  for  sinners  die. 

3  We  trust  thy  sacrifice ; 

To  thy  dear  cross  we  flee ; 
Oh.  may  we  die  to  sin,  and  rise 
To  life  and  bliss  in  thee. 


762  C.  M.  864 

Hinder  me  not. 

1  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 

My  journey  I'll  pursue; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much-loved  saints. 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duties,  and  through  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command ; 
"  Hinder  me  not ;"  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And,  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be— 
"  Hinder  me  not ;"  come,  welcome,  death ; 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

763  Vs. 

Union  with  Christ. 

1  Christ,  who  came  my  soul  to  save, 
Entered  Jordan's  yielding  wave, 
Rose  from  out  the  crystal  flood. 
Owned  and  sealed  the  Son  of  God, 
By  the  Father's  voice  of  love, 

By  the  heaven  descending  Dove ; 
Saviour,  Pattern,  Guide  for  me, 
I,  like  him,  baptized  would  be. 

2  In  the  garden,  o'er  his  soul 
Sorrow  s  whelming  waves  did  roll ; 
Ah !  on  Calvary's  cruel  tree 
Jesus  bowed  in  death  for  me. 

I  with  him  am  crucified : 
All  my  hope  is,— he  hath  died: 
At  his  feet  my  place  I  take, 
Bear  the  cross  for  his  dear  sake. 


142 


CHURCH. 


3  In  the  new-made  tomb  he  lay, 
Taking  all  its  dread  away ; 
Burst  he  through  its  rock -bound  door, 
Glorious  now,  and  evermore. 
I  with  Christ  would  buried  be 
In  this  rite  required  of  me, 
Rising  from  the  mystic  flood. 
Living  hence  anew  to  God. 

764  C.  M.  866 

The  Pledge  of  Fidelity. 

1  Ye  men  and  angels,  witness  now,— 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak  ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow,— 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break,— 

2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  ouiyeturning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 

4  Oh,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 


765 


C.  M. 


2C5 


Delight  in  Obedience. 

1  0  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 

Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 
Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 

And  all  its  shame  despised? 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  0  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptized? 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood? 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed 
That's  worthy  of  my  God? 

4  0  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays ; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 


766 


L.  M. 


The  baptismal  Vow. 

1  Oh,  happy  day.  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ; 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  'Tis  done,— the  great  transaction's  done, 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 


3  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 
Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  bretist. 

4  High  heaven  that  hears  the  solemn  vow 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


767 


C.  M. 


a«i 


Baptized  into  Death. 

1  Immersed  beneath  the  closing  wave, 

We're  into  death  baptized; 
And  enter  thus  our  Saviour's  grave, 
Buried  with  him  that  died. 

2  With  Christ  we  die,  that,  freed  from  sin, 

With  Christ  we  may  arise; 
New  thoughts,  new  hopes,  new  lives  to  wia. 
To  fit  us  for  the  skies. 

3  0  Holy  Ghost,  to  us  be  given; 

And  all  our  converse  here 
Be  waiting  for  the  Lord  from  heaven, 
Till  Christ,  our  Life,  appear. 

4  And  grant  our  faith  the  majesty, 

The  present  joy  and  crown, 
With  Christ,  e'en  now,  to  live  on  high, 
And  there  with  him  sit  down. 

768        8s,  7s,  &  4.  *66 

Buried  with  Christ  by  Baptism. 

1  Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 

"  Take  thy  cross  and  follow  me ;  " 
Shall  the  word  with  terror  seize  us? 
Shall  we  from  the  burden  flee? 

Lord,  I'll  take  it, 
And,  rejoicing,  follow  thee. 

2  While  this  liquid  tomb  surveying, 

Emblem  of  my  Saviour's  grave, 
Shall  I  shun  its  brink,  betraying 
Feelings  worthy  of  a  slave? 

No,  I'll  enter: 
Jesus  entered  Jordan's  wave. 

3  Blest  the  sign  which  thus  reminds  m«, 

Saviour,  of  thy  love  for  me; 
But  more  blest  the  love  that  binds  m» 
In  its  deathless  bonds  to  taee , 

Oh,  what  pleasure, 
Buried  with  my  Lord  to  be ! 

4  Should  it  rend  some  fond  connection 

Should  I  suffer  shame  or  loss, 

Yet  the  fragrant,  blest  reflection. 

I  have  been  where  Jesus  was, 

Will  revive  me 
When  I  faint  beneath  the  cross. 

5  Fellowship  with  him  possessing, 

Let  me  die  to  earth  and  sin ; 
Let  me  rise  t'  enjoy  the  blessing 
Which  the  faithful  soul  shall  win : 

May  I  ever 
Follow  where  my  Lord  has  been. 


JJA±*T1»J4. 


769 


L.  M. 


Baptism  an  Emblem. 

1  Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord? 
Baptized  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Kaised  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

J  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 
Within  our  mortal  flesh  again  ; 
The  various  lusts  we  served  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 


770 


S.  M. 


268 


771 


Death,  Burial,  and  Resurrection. 

1  Here,  0  ye  faithful,  see, 

Your  Lord  baptized  in  woe, 
Immersed  in  seas  of  agony, 
Which  all  his  soul  o'erflow. 

2  Here  we  behold  the  grave 

Which  held  our  buried  Head ; 
We  claim  a  burial  in  the  wave, 
Because  with  Jesus  dead. 

3  Here,  too,  we  see  him  rise, 

And  live  no  more  to  die ; 
And  one  with  him  by  sacred  ties 
We  rise  to  live  on  high. 

C.  M. 

Glad  Obedience. 

1  While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thin^, 

We  yield  our  spirits  now, 
Shine  o'er  the  waters,  Dove  divine, 
And  seal  the  cheerful  vow. 

2  All  glory  be  to  him  whose  life 

For  ours  was  freely  given, 
Wrho  aids  us  in  the  spirit's  strife, 
And  makes  us  meet  for  heaven. 

3  To  thee  we  gladly  now  resign 

Our  life  and  all  our  powers ; 
Accept  us  in  this  rite  divine, 
And  bless  these  hallowed  hours. 


772 


L.  M. 


28* 


Obedience  to  the  Gospel. 

1  0  Father,  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven ! 

0  Son  incarnate,  Christ  our  King ! 
0  Spirit  for  our  guidance  given  ! 
Hear  and  accept  the  vow  we  bring. 

2  We  own  thee,  Saviour,  crucified, 

We  own  thee.  Saviour,  raised  to  heaven ; 
With  thee  our  souls  to  sin  have  died, 
But  now  would  rise  as  thou  art  risen. 


3  Thy  gospel,  Lord,  we  would  obey, 

We  follow,  and  thy  hand  shall  guide; 
We  seek  through  Jordan's  wave  the  way 
That  leads  thy  loved  ones  to  thy  side. 
I  Now  in  immersion,— wondrous  sign  !— 
We  dedicate  ourselves  to  thee 
Now  seal  the  covenant  divine, 
And  own  us  thine  eternally. 

773  lis.  8?r 

Baptism  a  Symbol  of  Regeneration. 

1  O  thou  who  in  Jordan  did'st  bow  thy  meek  head, 
And  whelmed  in  our  sorrow,  did'st  sink  to  the 

dead, 
Then  rose  from  the  darkness  to  glory  above, 
And  claimed  for  thy  chosen  the  kingdom  ot  lore, 

2  Thy  footsteps  we  follow,  to  bow  in  the  tide, 

And  are  buried  with  thee  in  the  death  thou  hast 

died, 
Then  wake  in  thy  likeness  to  walk  in  the  way, 
That  brightens  and  brightens  to  shadowiest  day. 

3  O  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  O  Jesus,  our  Lord, 

By  the  life  of  thy  passion,  the  grace  of  thy  word, 
Accept  us,  redeem  us,  dwell  ever  within, 
To  keep,  by  thy  Spirit,  our  spirits  from  sin. 

4  Till  crowned  with  thy  glory,  and  waving  the  palm, 
Uur  garments  all  white  from  the  blood  of  the 

Lamb, 
We  join  the  bright  millions  of  saints  gone  before. 
And  bless  thee,  and  wonder,  and  praise  evermore. 


774 


S.  M. 


"  Baptized  into  Clirist." 

1  Baptized  into  the  name 

Of  my  redeeming  Lord; 
Inspired  with  loftiest,  holiest  aim 
That  grace  can  man  accord; 

2  To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise 

A  spirit  glad  and  free, 
And  dedicate  once  more  my  days 
With  firm  resolve  to  thee. 

3  I  bless  the  love  divine. 

That  hath  thy  servant  found ; 
And  would  for  evermore  be  thiue, 
And  light  diffuse  around. 

4  In  word,  in  thought,  in  deed, 

I  yield  me  to  thy  will : 
0  God,  my  purpose  kindly  heed, 
And  help  me  to  fulfil. 


775 


C.  M. 


26^ 


The  Discent  of  the  Spirit  on  Christ. 

1  Meekly  in  Jordan's  holy  stream 

The  great  Redeemer  bowed ; 
Bright  was  the  glory's  sacred  beam 
That  hushed  the  wondering  crowd. 

2  Thus  God  descended  to  approve 

The  deed  that  Christ  had  done : 
Thus  came  the  emblematic  Dove, 
And  hovered  o'er  the  Son. 


144 


CHURCH. 


(76 


*69 


3  So,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day 

To  our  baptismal  scene  ; 
Let  thoughts  of  earth  be  far  away, 
Aud  every  mind  serene. 

4  This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy; 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs ; 
Raised  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 
In  melody  our  tongues. 

L.  M. 

The  Spirit  desired. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine, 
On  th«8e  baptismal  waters  shine, 

And  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
Aud  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause ; 

We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

3  We  sink  beneath  thy  mystic  flood ; 
Oh,  bathe  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood ; 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave, 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 

4  And  as  we  rise,  with  thee  to  live, 
Oh,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 
The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love. 


777 


H.  M. 


Prayer  for  God's  Smiles. 

1  0  glorious  God  of  grace, 

Look  from  thy  radiant  throne ; 
And  with  approving  smiles 

Thy  holy  ordinance  own : 
In  strains  of  rapture  may  we  sing, 
While  we  confess  our  Lord  and  King. 

2  Inspir'd  with  love  and  zeal, 

Tne  grateful  saints  pursue 
Th'  appointed  paths  of  God, 

With  Jesus  in  their  view  ! 
They  own  their  Saviour  strong  to  save. 
They  own  him  in  the  watery  grave. 

3  Now  while  thy  saints  attend 

This  ordinance  of  thine ; 
Oh,  bless  their  waiting  aouls, 

With  comforts  all  dirine. 
Give  them  a  soul-refreshing  sight 
Of  the  blest  realms  of  heavenly  light. 

778  H.  M.  8r8 

The  Presence  of  the  Spirit  desired. 
1  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

And  make  thy  presence  known ; 
Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 

And  seal  us  for  thine  own. 
Unblest  by  thee,  our  works  are  vain : 
Nor  can  we  e'er  acceptance  gain. 


2  When  our  incaruate  God, 

The  sovereign  Prince  of  light. 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood 

Received  the  holy  rite, 
In  open  view  thy  form  came  down, 
And,  dove-like  flew  the  King  to  crown. 
3  Continue  still  to  shine, 

And  fill  us  with  thy  fire: 
This  ordinance  is  thine, 

Do  thou  our  souls  inspire. 
Thou  wilt  attend  on  all  thy  sons, 
"  Till  time  shall  end,"  thy  promise  runs. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


arv 


779  C.  M. 

For  me. 

1  Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 

To  feed  on  food  divine ; 
Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  Here  peace  and  pardon  6weetly  flow : 

Oh,  what  delightful  food ! 
We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

3  Sure,  there  was  never  love  so  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  — so  divine; 
Well  thou  mayst  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owe6  so  much  to  thine. 


*7* 


780  S.  M. 

Communion  with  Christ. 

1  Jesus  invites  his  saints 

To  meet  around  his  board ; 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

3  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined 

His  glorious  name  to  raise; 

Let  holy  love  fill  every  mind, 

And  every  voice  be  praise. 

781  C.  M. 

In  Remembrance  of  tne. 

1  Oh,  love  divine!  oh,  matchless  grace ! 

Which  in  this  sacred  rite 
j      Shines  forth  so  full,  so  free  in  rays 
Of  purest  living  light. 

2  Oh,  wondrous  death  !  oh,  precious  blood! 

For  us  so  freely  spilt, 
To  cleanse  our  sin-polluted  souls 
From  every  stain  of  guilt. 

3  Oh,  covenant  of  life  and  peace, 

By  blood  and  suffering  sealed ! 
All  the  rich  gifts  of  gospel  grace 
i  Are  here  to  faith  revealed. 


8?« 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


145 


4  Jesus,  we  bow  our  souls  to  thee, 

Our  Life,  our  Hope,  our  All, 
While  we,  with  thankful,  contrite  hearts, 
Thy  dying  love  recall. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  pure  and  perfect  love 

Be  written  on  onr  minds ; 
Nor  earth  nor  self  nor  sin  obscure 
The  ever-radiant  lines. 

782  0.  M.  276 

Humble  Acknowledgment. 
\  How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
With  Christ  within  the  doors. 
While  everlasting  Love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores ! 

2  While  all  our  hearts,  and  every  song 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongue, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest? 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there  's  room, 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  starve  than  come  ?  " 

4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast 

That  sweetly  forced  us  in ; 
Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 

And  perished  in  our  sin. 
J  Pity  the  nations,  0  our  God ; 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 


783 


8s  &  7s. 

The  Banner  of  Love. 


29© 


1  Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us. 

Cheers  our  famished  souls  with  food ; 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us, 
Of  his  mystic  flesh  and  blood. 

2  Here  we  feel  our  sins  forgiven. 

While  upon  the  Lamb  we  gaze ; 

And  our  thoughts  are  all  of  heaven, 

And  our  lips  o'erflow  with  praise. 

3  Still  in  ceaseless  contemplation, 

Fix  our  hearts  and  eyes  on  thee, 
Till  we  taste  thy  full  salvation, 
And,  unveiled,  thy  glories  6ee. 


784 


L.  M. 

Forget  not  Christ. 


S98 


1  0  thou,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 
The  Friend  who  all  thy  sorrows  bore ; 
Let  every  idol  be  forgot ; 
But,  0  my  soul,  forget  him  not. 

'i  Renounce  thy  works  and  ways  with  grief, 
And  fly  to  this  divine  relief; 
Nor  him  forget,  who  left  his  throne 
And  for  thy  life  gave  up  his  own. 

*  Eternal  truth  and  mercy  shine 
In  him,  and  he  himself  is  thine; 
And  canst  thou,  then,  with  sin  beset, 
Such  charms,  such  matchless  charms,  forget? 
13 


4  Oh,  no;  till  life  itself  depart, 
His  name  shall  cheer  and  warm  my  heart; 
And,  lisping  this,  from  earth  I'll  rise, 
And  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 


CM. 


879 


78o  yj.  xtx.  gr6 

Remembering  Christ. 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh ; 

2  Oh,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  endless  woe  ? 

3  W'hile  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed !  — 
"Meet  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

The  griefs  which  thou  didst  bear ! 

0  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there. 

786  C.  M. 

Humble  Communion 

1  Lord,  at  thy  table  we  behold, 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  we 
Should  find  a  welcome  place;— 

2  We,  who  were  all  defiled  with  sin, 

And  rebels  to  our  God; 
We,  who  have  crucified  thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  we,  so  lost,  have  room  ! 
Jesus  our  weary  souls  invites, 
And  freely  bids  us  come. 

4  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

Join  all  your  sacred  powers : 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love; 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

787  L.  M. 

Consecration  in  View  of  the  Cross. 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 

1  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 
!  4  Were  all  the  realm  of  nature  mi»e, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
;      Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
i         Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


146 


CHURCH. 


788 


C.  M. 


Whom,  having  not  seen,  ye  love. 

1  To  Calv'ry,  Lord,  in  spirit,  now 

Our  weary  souls  repair, 
To  dwell  upon  thy  dying  love, 
And  taste  its  sweetness  there. 

2  Thou  suffering  Lamb,  thy  bleeding  wounds, 

With  cords  of  love  divine, 
Have  drawn  our  willing  hearts  to  thee, 
And  linked  uur  life  with  thine. 


789 


L.  M. 


Complete  in  Christ. 

1  My  soul  complete  in  Jesu3  stands ; 
It  fears  no  more  the  law's  demands ; 
The  smile  of  God  is  sweet  within, 
Where  all  before  was  guilt  and  sin. 

2  My  soul  at  rest  in  Jesus  lives ; 
Accepts  the  peace  his  pardon  gives; 
lieceives  the  grace  his  death  secured, 
And  pleads  the  anguish  he  endured. 

3  A  song  of  praise  my  soul  shall  sing, 
To  our  eternal,  glorious  King; 
Shall  worship  humbly  at  his  feet, 
In  whom  alone  it  stands  complete. 


790 


8s  &  7s. 


Atonement  made. 

1  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid ; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

2  All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood ; 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven ; 
Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 


791 


S.  M. 


878 


The  Sacrifice. 

1  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away,— 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine. 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand 

And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 

And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 


860 


792  8s  &  7s. 

Crying,  Abba,  Father. 

1  "  Abba,  Father,"  we  approach  thee 

In  our  Saviour's  precious  name ; 
We,  thy  children,  here  assembling, 

>iow  thy  promised  blessings  claim : 
From  our  sins  his  blood  hath  washed  us, 

'Tis  through  him  our  souls  draw  nifch; 
And  thy  Spirit  too  hath  taught  us, 

"Abba,  Father,"  thus  to  cry. 

2  Once  as  prodigals  we  wander'd, 

In  our  folly,  far  from  thee; 
But  thy  grace,  o'er  sin  abounding, 

Rescued  us  from  misery : 
Clothed  in  garments  of  salvation, 

At  thy  table  is  our  place  ; 
We  rejoice,  and  thou  rejoicest, 

In  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 


793 


7s. 


856 


Prayer  for  Christ. 

1  Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed : 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice : 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 


794 


C.  M. 


880 


Christ's  Love  to  us. 

1  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 

Awake  the  sacred  song. 
Oh,  may  his  love,— immortal  flame,— 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach, 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ? 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 


795 


7s. 


Prayer  to  Christ. 

1  Jesus,  Master,  hear  me  now, 
While  I  would  renew  my  vow, 
And  record  thy  dying  love ; 
Hear,  and  help  me  from  above. 

2  And  as  now  I  eat  and  drink, 
Let  me  truly,  sweetly  think, 
Thou  didst  hang  upon  the  tree, 
Broken,  bleeding  there  for  me. 


ORDINATION. 


147 


790  8s  &  7s.  a90 

Christ  the  Friend  of  Sinners. 
1  One  there  is.  above  all  others. 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

9  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  our  Saviour  died,  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth,  abased, 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same.  .  . 


797 


C.  M. 


279 


Praise  to  Christ. 

1  To  him  who  loved  the  souls  of  men, 

And  washed  us  in  his  blood, 

To  royal  honors  raised  our  head, 

And  made  us  priests  to  God,— 

2  To  him  let  every  tongue  be  praise, 

And  every  heart  be  love. 
All  greatful  honors  paid  on  earth, 
And  nobler  songs  above. 


798 


7s,  &  4. 


806 


After  Communion. 

1  Now  in  parting;  Father,  bless  us ; 

Saviour,  still  thy  peace  bestow  ; 
Gracious  Comforter,  be  with  us, 
As  w*  from  thy  table  go. 

Bless  us,  bless  us, 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  now. 

2  Bless  us  here,  while  still  as  strangers 

Onward  to  our  home  we  move ; 
Bless  us  with  eternal  blessings, 
In  our  Father's  house  above. 

Ever,  ever, 
Dwelling  in  the  light  of  love. 


799 


S.  M. 


ST8 


Blessed  Featt. 

1  Sweet  feast  of  love  divine ; 

'Tis  grace  that  makes  us  free 
To  feedf  upon  this  bread  and  wine, 
In  memory,  Lord,  of  thee. 

2  Oh,  if  this  glimpse  of  love 

Is  so  divinely  sweet, 
What  will  it  be,  0  Lord,  above 
Thy  gladdening  smile  to  meet? 

3  To  see  thee  face  to  face, 

Thy  perfect  likeness  wear, 
And  all  thy  ways  of  wondrous  grace 
Through  endless  years  declare  ? 


ORDINATION. 

800  L.  M.  m 

The  great  Commission. 

1  "  Go,  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord ; 

"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  : 
He  shall  be  saved  that  trusts  my  word 
And  he  condemned  who'll  nut  believe. 

2  "  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known; 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands ; 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands ; 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

4  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head: 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  opread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 


801 


S.  M. 


85? 


Ministers  the  Bearers  of  good  Tidings. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  the  ir  voice ! 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are  ! 
"Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes. 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

802  L.  M.  .  ,8B 

Prayer  for  a  Minister's  Success. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer; 

We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee  ; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  How  great  their  work  !  how  vast  their  charge ! 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge 
Their  best  endowments  are  our  gain : 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 


148 


CHUKCH. 


3  Oh,  clothe  with  energy  divine 
Their  words  ;  and  let  tho.»e  word*  be  thine ; 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal ; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  seal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
.    Teach  them  thy  chosen  nock  to  feed  ; 

Teach  tbem  immortal  souls  to  gain,— 
And  thus  reward  their  toil  and  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lipa  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  Spirit's  living  power. 


803 


6s  &  4s. 


Prayer  for  a  Minister. 

1  0  holy  Lord,  our  God, 

By  heavenly  hosts  adored. 

Hear  us,  we  pray : 
To  thee  the  cherubim, 
Angels  and  seraphim, 
Unceasing  praises  bring, 

Their  homage  pay. 

2  Here  give  thy  word  success, 
And  this  thy  servant  bless; 

His  labors  own; 
And  while  the  sinner's  Friend 
His  life  and  words  commend, 
Thy  holy  Spirit  send, 

And  make  him  known. 

3  May  every  passing  year 
Mure  happy  still  appear 

Than  this  glad  day; 
With  numbers  fill  the  place, 
Adorn  thy  saints  with  grace, 
Thy  truth  may  all  embrace, 

O  Lord,  we  pray. 


804 


L.  M. 


Thanks  for  the  Ministry. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
We  pay  our  homage  and  our  vows, 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Conferred  his  gifts  on  men  below ; 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostle's  honored  name, 
Sa  red  beyond  all  earthly  fame|; 

In  lowlier  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Our  pastors  hence  and  teachers  rise. 

4  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
T! i rough  latest  courses  of  the  sun; 
Wale  numerous  churches,  by  their  care, 
Sh.i.l  riie  and  flourish,  large  and  iair. 


805 


0.  M. 

Watching  for  Souls. 


1  Let  Ziou's  watchmen  all  awake, 

And  take  th'  alarm  they  give ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego,— 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live, 
In  rapture  or  in  woe. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer,  see ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

806  10s  &  4s.  ,0* 

Charge  to  the  Ministry. 

1  Apostles  of  the  risen  Christ,  go  forth  ; 

Let  love  compel, 
Go,  and  in  risen  power  proclaim  his  werth, 
O'er  every  region  of  the  dead,  cold  earth,— 

His  glory  tell. 

2  Tell  how  he  lived  and  toiled  and  wept  below ; 

Tell  all  his  love  ; 
Tell  the  dread  wonders  of  his  awful  woe; 
Tell  how  he  fought  our  fight,  and  smote  our  foe, 

Then  rose  above. 

3  Tell  how  in  weakness  he  was  crucified, 

But  rose  in  power ; 
Went  up  on  high,  accepted,  glorified ; 
News  of  his  victory  spread  far  and  wide, 

From  hour  to  hour. 

4  Tell  how  be  tits  at  the  right  hand  of  God 

In  glory  bright, 
Making  the  heaven  of  heavens  his  glad  abode : 
Tell  how  he  cometh  with  the  iron  rod 

His  foes  to  smite. 

5  Tell  how  his  kingdom  shall  thro'  agts  stand, 

And  never  eease ; 
Spreading  like  sunshine  over  every  land, 
All  nations  bowing  to  his  high  command, 

Great  Prince  of  peace. 


807 


L.  M. 

A  Pastor  welcomed. 


1  We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head: 
Come  as  a  servant :  so  he  came ; 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  shepherd :  guard  and  keep 

This  fold  from  Satan  and  from  sin ; 

Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 

The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 


ORDINATION. 


149 


3  Com*  as  a  watchman :  take  thy  stand 

Upon  thy  tower  on  Zion's  height ; 
Ana  when  the  sword  comes  on  the  land, 
Warn  us  to  fly,  or  teach  to  tight. 

4  Come  as  a  teacher  gent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

5  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace. 

Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love  ; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

808  L.  M.  288 

A  Blessing  sought  upon  a  Pastor. 

1  And  now  the  solemn  deed  is  done ; 
The  vow  is  pledged,  the  toil  begun  : 
Seal  thou,  0  God.  the  choice  above, 
And  ratify  the  pledge  of  love. 

2  The  shepherd  of  thy  people  bless ; 
Gird  him  with  thy  own  holiness; 
Is  duty  may  his  pleasure  be, 

His  glory  in  his  zeal  for  thee. 

3  Here-let  the  ardent  prayer  arise, 
Faith  fix  its  grasp  beyond  the  skies, 
The  tear  of  penitence  be  shed, 
And  myriads  to  the  Saviour  led. 


809 


L.  M. 


888 


Blessings  desired  for  a  Pastor. 

1  'Tis  done— th'  important  act  is  done- 

Heaven,  earth,  its  solemn  purport  know; 
Its  fruits,  when  time  its  race  has  run, 
Shall  through  eternal  ages  flow. 

2  The  covenants  of  this  sacred  hour. 

Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  seal ; 
Spirit  of  grace,  diffuse  thy  power, 
Our  vows  accept,  thy  might  reveal. 

3  Behold  our  guide,  and  deign  to  crown 

His  toils,  O  Lamb  of  God,  with  love, 
Hi6  lips  inspire ;  each  effort  own ; 
Breathe,  dwell  within  him,  heaveuly  Dove. 

4  Behold  his  charge :  what  wealth  shall  dare 

With  its  most  priceless  worth  to  vie  ? 
Sons,  svstems,  worlds— how  mean  they  are, 
Compared  with  souls,  that  cannot  die ! 

5  Oh,  when,  before  the  judgment-seat, 

The  wicked  quake  in  dread  despair, 
May  we,  all  reverent  at  thy  feet, 
Pastor  and  flock,  find  mercy  there. 

810  L.  M.  8h8 

Prayer  for  Pastors  and  Deacons. 

1  Great  King  of  saints,  enthroned  on  high, 

Under  thy  care  thy  churches  live; 

Thou  dost  their  various  wants  supply, 

And  well-appointed  elders  give. 


2  For  pastors  may  thy  name  be  blept. 

Who  teach  the  doctrines  of  the  Lord ; 
On  deacons  may  thy  favor  rest. 
Chosen  according  to  thy  word. 

3  While  they  their  works  assigned  fulfil, 

Oh,  may  their  souls  with  grace  lie  crowned. 
And  patience,  sympathy,  and  zeal. 
With  meekness,  in  their  lives  abound. 

4  And  when  their  service  here  is  done, 

Their  labors  and  their  conflicts  o'er. 

Then  may  they  wait  before  thy  throne, 

In  heaven  to  praise  thee  evermore. 

811  C.  M. 

Look  ye  out  Men  of  honest  Report. 

1  0  Jesus,  in  this  solemn  hour, 

Be  with  thy  people  here ; 
Let  thine  authority  and  power 
To  rule  thy  church  appear. 

2  Oh,  may  the  choice  which  we  have  made 

By  thee  be  ratified  : 
Thy  servants'  fitness  be  displayed, 
As  they  are  further  tried. 

3  With  faithfulness  may  they  fulfil 

The  office  in  their  hands, 
And  seek  to  know  and  do  thy  will 
In  all  that  Mill  domands. 


812 


L.  M. 


261 


Prayer  for  more  Laborers. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear, 
In  Zion's  heritage  appear; 

Oh !  send  forth  laborers  filled  with  zeal, 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Our  lifted  eyes,  0  Lord,  behold 

The  ripening  harvest  tinged  with  pold ; 
■Wide  fields  are  opening  to  our  view, 
The  work  is  great,  the  laborers  few. 

3  Led  by  thine  own  almighty  hand, 
Let  Zion's  sons,  in  many  a  band, 
Arise  to  bless  the  dying  race, 

As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 

813  C.  M.  868 

Zeal  for  Souls. 

1  Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong 

Sounds  forth  the  ancient  word  — 
"  3Iore  reapers  for  white  harvest  fields, 
More  laborers  for  the  Lord." 

2  We  hear  the  call ;  in  dreams  no  more 

In  selfish  ease  we  lie, 
But  girded  for  our  Father's  work. 
Go  forth  beneath  his  sky. 

3  Where  prophets'  word,  and  martyrs'  blood 

And  prayers  of  saints  were  sown. 
We.  to  their  labors  entering  in. 
Would  reap  where  they  have  strown. 


150 


REVIVALS. 
814  7s.  6l.  a58 

Prayer  for  the  Unconverted. 

1  Saved  ourselves  by  Jesus'  blood, 
Let  us  now  draw  nigh  to  God ; 
Many  round  us  blindly  stray ; 
Moved  with  pity,  let  us  pray, — 
Pray  that  they  who  now  are  blind 
Soon  the  way  of  truth  may  find. 

2  Lord,  awaken  all  around, 

Let  them  know  the  joyful  sound; 
Slaves  to  Satan  heretofore, 
Let  them  now  be  slaves  no  more ; 
Lord,  we  turn  our  eyes  to  thee ; 
Set  the  captive  sinner  free. 

3  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  told, 
What  thine  arm  has  wrought  of  old; 
Thousands  once  its  power  confessed; 
Oh,  for  seasons  like  the  past ! 

Lord,  revive  the  former  days; 

Thine  the  power,  and  thine  the  praise. 


885 


815  L.  M. 

Return,  O  God  of  Hosts. 

1  Lord,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace 
Thy  saints  behold  thy  smiling  face; 
And  oft  have  seen  thy  glory  shine, 
With  power  and  majesty  divine. 

2  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry, 
Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die; 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes. 

3  Till  filled  with  light  and  joy  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below,  like  those  above, 
Triumphant  hallelujahs  raise. 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 


817 


S.  M. 


816 


C.  M. 


Converting  Grace  implored. 

1  Come,  Lord,  in  mercy  come  again, 

With  thy  converting  power; 

The  fields  of  Zion  thirst  for  rain, 

Oh,  send  a  gracious  shower. 

2  Our  hearts  are  filled  with  sore  distress, 

While  sinners  all  around 
Are  pressing  on  to  endless  death, 
And  no  relief  is  found. 

3  Dear  Saviour,  come  with  quickening  power, 

Thy  mourning  people  cry ; 
Salvation  bring  in  mercy's  hour, 
Nor  let  the  sinner  die. 

4  Once  more  let  converts  throng  thy  house, 

And  shouts  of  victory  raise; 
Then  shall  our  griefs  be  turned  to  joy, 
And  sighs,  to  songs  of  praise. 


Revival  desired. 

1  Revive  thy  work,  0  Lord 

Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare ; 
Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 
And  make  thy  people  hear. 

2  Revive  thy  work,  0  Lord, 

Create  soul-thirst  for  thee. 
And  hungering  for  the  bread  of  life, 
Oh,  may  our  spirits  be ! 

3  Revive  thy  work,  0  Lord, 

Exalt  thy  precious  name; 
And,  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  our  love 
For  thee  and  thine  inflame. 

4  Revive  thy  work,  0  Lord 

And  give  refreshing  showers. 

The  glory  shall  be  all  thine  own, 

The  blessing,  Lord,  be  ours. 


S.  M. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival  of  Religion. 


818 


1  O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  Oh,  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer; 
Their  sacred  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  feeble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear ; 

Now  listen  to  our  cry ; 
Oh,  come  and  bring  salvation  near ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 


819 


L.  M. 


388 

Prayer  for  the  Increase  of  the  Church. 

1  Hear,  gracious  Sovereign,  from  thy  throne, 
And  send  thy  various  blessings  down : 
While  by  thy  children  thou  art  sought. 
Attend  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught. 

2  Come,  gacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love : 
Oh,  turn  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  sovereign  power  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  contrite  sorrow  rise ; 
While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn. 

4  Oh,  let  a  holy  flock  await 

In  crowds  around  thy  temple  gate ; 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 


REVIVALS. 


151 


820 


&7s. 


Give  Times  of  Refreshing. 

1  Father,  for  thy  promised  blessing. 

Still  we  plead  before  thy  throne; 
For  the  times  of  sweet  refreshing, 
Which  can  come  from  thee  alone. 

2  Blessed  earnests  thou  hast  given, 

But  in  these  we  would  not  rest; 
Blessings  still  with  thee  are  hidden, 
Pour  them  forth,  and  make  us  blest. 

3  Prayer  ascendeth  to  thee  ever, 

Answer,  Father,  answer  prayer; 

Bless,  oh,  bless  each  weak  endeavor, 

Blood-bought  pardon  to  declare. 

i  Give  reviving,  give  refreshing. 
Give  the  looked-for  jubilee; 
To  thyself  may  crowds  be  pressing, 
Bringing  glory  unto  thee. 

L.  M.  ar9 

The  Breath  of  the  Spirit  desired. 

1  Spirit  of  everlasting  grace. 

Infinite  source  of  life,  come  down! 

These  tombs  unlock,  these  dead  upraise, 

Thy  glorious  power  and  love  make  known. 

2  Breathe  o'er  this  valley  of  the  dead. 

Send  forth  thy  quickening  might  abroad, 
Till  rising  from  their  tombs,  they  spread 
In  full  array,  — the  host  of  God. 

3  Thy  heritage  lies  desolate, 

And  all  thy  pleasant  places  mourn ; 
Oh,  look  upon  our  low  estate ; 
In  loving-kindness,  Lord,  return. 

4  Now  let  thy  glory  be  revealed ; 

Now  let  thy  presence  with  ns  rest; 

Oh,  heal  us,  and  we  shall  be  healed; 

Oh,  bless  us,  and  we  shall  be  blest. 


821 


822 


S.  M. 


"  Descend  in  all  thy  Power." 

1  Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 

In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power. 

2  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind; 
One  soul,  one  feeling  breathe. 

3  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above ; 
And  give   us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire, 
To  pray  and  praise  and  love. 

4  Spirit  of  light,  explore 

And  chaae  our  gloom  away, 
With  lustre  shining  more  and  more 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 


823 


P.M. 


Joy  in  Revival. 

1  The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 
The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  Oh,  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springi  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  6oil  become; 
The  desert  blossoms  like  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is; 
Come  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free 
To  all  mankind,  as  well  as  me; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 


824 


7s,  &  4. 


*87 


Prayer  for  Revival. 

1  Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation, 

Grant  us.  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord, revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high. 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance. 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

Lord,  revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent. 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers ; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

Lord,  revive  us; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Lord,  revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


825 


8s,  7s,  &  3. 


287 


Longing  for  Divine  Favor. 

1  Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 

Thou  art  scattering,  full  and  free,— 
Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing ; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me,  — 
Even  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  0  God,  our  Father, 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be ; 
Thou  might's!;  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  light  on  me,— 

Even  me. 


152 


CHURCH. 


■3  Pass  me  not,  0  gracious  Saviour ; 
Let  me  live  and  cling  to  thee; 
For  I'm  longing  for  thy  favor; 
Whilst  thou  'rt  calling,  oh,  call  me,— 
Even  me. 

4  Pass  me  not,  0  mighty  Spirit ; 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see, 
"Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  some  word  of  power  to  me,  — 
Even  me. 

5  Love  of  God.  so  pure  and  changeless; 

Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich,  so  free ; 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless; 
Magnify  it  all  in  me,— 

Even  me. 

826  6s  &  10s.  a68 

Wilt  thou  not  visit  mef 

1  Wilt  thou  not  visit  me  7 

The  plant  beside  me  feels  thy  gentle  dew  ; 
Each  blade  of  grass  I  see,  [drew. 

From  thy  deep  earth  its  quickening  moisture 

2  Wilt  thou  not  visit  me  ? 

Thy  morning  calls  on  me  with  cheering  tone ; 
And  every  hill  and  tree 
Lift  but  one  voice,  the  voice  of  thee  alone. 

3  Come,  for  I  need  thy  love, 

More  than  the  flower  the  dew,  or  grass  the  rain  ; 
Come,  like  thy  holy  dove, 
And  let  me  in  thy  sight  rejoice  to  live  again. 

4  Yes,  thou  wilt  visit  me  ; 

Nor  plant,  nor  tree,  thine  eye  delights  so  well 
As  when,  from  sin  set  free, 
Man's  spirit  comes  with  thine  in  peace  to  dwell. 


827 


S.  M. 


278 


Ingratitude  deplored. 

1  Is  this  the  kind  return  ? 

Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind  ? 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we  ! 
And  God  as  strangely  kind. 

3  Tnrn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
rlyf 


828 


Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

7s. 


My  Sheep  hear  my  Voice. 
1  Jesus,  seek  thy  wandering  sheep; 
Bring  me  back  and  lead  and  keep ; 
Take  on  thee  my  every  care, 
Bear  me,  on  thy  bosom  bear. 


2  Let  me  know  my  Shepherd's  voice ; 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejoice ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive; 
Ever  in  thy  Spirit  live,— 

3  Live  till  all  thy  life  I  know, 
Foll'wing  thee,  my  Lord,  below; 
Gladly  then  from  earth  remove ; 
Gathered  to  the  fold  above. 

4  Oh,  that  I  at  last  may  stand 
With  the  sheep  at  thy  right  hand, 
Take  the  crown  so  freely  given, 
Enter  in  by  thee  to  heaven  1 


829 


CM. 

Pardoning  Love. 


298 


1  How  oft,  alas,  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wandered  from  the  Lord .' 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  Mercy  calls,  "  Return  !" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 

Oh,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 

To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free  so  sweet, 

Blest  Saviour,  I  adore ; 
Oh,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

830  L.  M.  886 

Dear  Lord,  to  thee  I  would  return. 

1  Ah,  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Dear  Lord,  to  thee  I  would  return, 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn: 
There  let  me  view  thy  pardoning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  every  passion  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  vain  desire  depart, 

And  dwell  forever  in  my  heart. 

831  lis. 

The  Master  is  coming. 

1  The  Master  is  coming,  he  ealleth  for  thee, 
And  lov'd  ones  are  hast'ning  their  Saviour  to  see; 
He's  full  of  compassion,  why  will  you  delay  ? 
He's  calling,  still  calling,  oh,  come,  come  away  ! 

The  Master  is  coming,  be  ealleth  for  thee; 

Come,  trust  in  his  mercy,  salvation  ia  free. 


289 


REVIYALS. 


153 


3  The  Master  is  coming,  receive  him  ami  live; 
Oh,  will  you  not  trust  him  your  sins  to  forgive  ? 
On  Calvary's  cross,  amid  anguish  and  pain, 
Thy  ransom  was  purchased  when  Jesus  was  slain. 

3  The  Master  is  coming,  he  calleth  to-day  ; 
Awake  from  thy  slumbers,  to  labor  aud  pray  ; 
The  morning  is  breaking,  the  noon-tide  is  near, 
And  evening's  dark  shadows  will  quickly  appear. 

*  The  Master  is  coming,  to  call  from  the  grave 
His  lov'd  ones  to  glory  ;  he's  mighty  to  save  ; 
And  all  who  believe  him  in  rapture  shall  sing 
Salvation  thro'  Jesus,  our  Master  and  King. 


832 


lis. 


288 
Slumberinff  Professors  exhorted. 

1  Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren  ?  come,  let  us  arise ; 
Oh,  why  should  we  slumber  in  -sight  of  the  prize  ? 
Salvation  is  nearer,  our  days  are  far  spent ; 
Oh,  let  us  be  active;  awake,  and  repent. 

2  Oh,  how  can  we  slumber?  the  Master  is  come, 
And  calling  on  sinners  to  seek  them  a  home ; 
The  Spirit  and  Bride  now  in  concert  unite. 
The  weary  they  welcome,  the  careless  invite. 

3  Oh,  how  can  we  slumber,  when  so  much  was  done, 
To  purchase  salvation,  by  Jesus,  the  Son? 
Now  mercy  is  proffered,  and  justice  diiplayed, 
Now  God  can  be  honored  aud  sinners  be  saved. 


833 


S.  M. 


270 


Joy  in  the  Salvation  of  Sinners. 

1  Who  can  forbear  to  sing, 

Who  can  refuse  to  praise, 
When  Zion's  high,  celestial  King, 
His  saving  power  displays  ?— 

2  When  sinners  at  his  feet. 

By  mercy  conquered,  fall? 
When  grace  and  truth  and  justice  meet, 
And  peace  unites  them  all  ? 

3  Who  can  forbear  to  praise 

Our  high,  celestial  King, 
When  sovereign,  rich,  redeeming  grace 
Invites  our  tongues  to  sing? 


834 


8s  &  5s. 


286 


Pass  me  not. 

1  Pass  me  not,  0  gentle  Saviour, 

Hear  my  humble  cry ; 
While  on  otliers  thou  art  6miling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief; 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief. 

3  Trusting  only  in  thy  merit. 

Would  I  seek  thy  "face; 
Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit; 
Save  me  by  thy  grace. 

4  Thou,  the  spring  of  all  my  comfort. 

More  than  life  to  me. 
Whom  have  I  on  earth  beside  thee? 
Whom  in  heaven  but  thee? 


835  S.  M.  , 

Sin  confessed. 

1  Once  more  we  meet  to  pray. 

Once  more  our  guilt  confess  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thine  ear  away 
From  creatures  in  distrew. 

2  Our  sins  to  heaven  ascend, 

And  there  for  vengeance  cry ; 
0  God,  behold  the  sinner's  Friend, 
Who  intercedes  on  high. 

3  Though  we  are  vile  indeed, 

And  well  deserve  thy  curse, 

The  merits  of  thy  Son  we  plead, 

Who  lived  and  died  for  us. 

4  Now  let  thy  bosom  yearn, 

As  it  hath  done  before ; 
Return  to  us.  0  God,  return, 
And  ne'er  forsake  us  more. 


836 


L.  M. 


285 


Hie  wandering  Soul  exhorted. 

1  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return. 

And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face; 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 

Were  kindled  by  redeeming  grace. 

2  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern. 
His  heavenly  balm  shall  heal  thy  smart. 

3  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return ; 

Thy  dying  Saviour  bids  thee  live ; 
Go,  view  his  bleeding  side,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear ; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  monrn ; " 
'Tis  Mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 


837 


S.  M. 


271 


"All  Things  are  ready."1 

1  "  All  things  are  ready,"— come, 

Come  to  the  supper  spread ; 
Come,  rich  and  poor,  come,  old  and  young, 
Come  and  be  richly  fed. 

2  "  All  things  are  ready,"— come, 

The  invitation's  given, 
Through  him  who  now  in  glory  sits 
At  God's  right  hand  in  heaven. 

3  "All  things  are  ready,"— come, 

The  door  is  open  wide; 
Oh,  feast  upon  the  love  of  God, 
For  Christ,  his  Son,  has  died. 

4  "  All  thing*  are  ready,''— come, 

To-morrow  may  not  be  ; 
0  sinner,  come,  the  Saviour  waits 
This  hour  to  welcome  t)>ee' 


154 


CHURCH. 


CONVERTS    WELCOMED. 


838 


C.  M. 


Converts  welcomed. 

1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 

Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou  : 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 
Our  friend,  our  brother  now. 

2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee : 
Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  part 
From  lies  and  vanity. 


839 


L.  M. 


On  receiving  new  Members. 
4  Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake. 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  wordly  theme. 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 
Who  lived  and  died  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said 

And  suffered  for  us  here  below. 

The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 

And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

B  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love  and  wonder  and  adore. 
And  long  to  see  the  glorious  day 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


840 


L.  M. 


891 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord. 

1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord ; 

Oh,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

?  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known ; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  case  our  own. 

^  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat; 
Receivt  assurance  of  our  love ; 
Oh,  may  we  all  together  meet 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 


841 


7s. 


The  Converts  Choic: 


1  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns,— 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore ; 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more ; 
Every  idol  I  resigu. 


842 


L.  M. 


29J 


Prayer  for  Young  Converts. 

1  Jesus,  thou  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep; 

These  lambs  within  thine  arms  now  take 
Nor  let  them  e'er  thy  fold  forsake. 

2  Secure  them  from  the  scorching  beam, 
And  lead  them  to  the  living  stream ; 
In  verdant  pasture  let  them  lie, 

And  watch  them  with  a  shepherd's  eye ! 

3  Oh,  teach  them  to  discern  thy  voice, 
And  in  its  sacred  sound  rejoice ; 
From  strangers  may  they  ever  flee, 
And  know  no  other  guide  but  thee. 

4  Lord,  bring  thy  sheep  that  wander  yet, 
And  let  their  number  be  complete ; 
Then  let  the  flock  from  earth  remove, 
And  reach  the  heavenly  fold  above. 


SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

843  C.  M.  «9J 

The  kind  Shepherd. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 

With  all-engaging  charms; 
Hark  !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  by  fervent  prayer, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee; 
With  humble  trust  that  we  are  thine. 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 


SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 


155 


844 


L.  M. 


Praise  offered  by  Children. 

1  We  come,  we  come,  with  loud  acclaim, 
To  sing  the  praise  of  Jesus'  name; 
With  joyful  neart  and  smiling  face 
We  gather  round  the  throne  of  grace. 

2  And  lowly  bend  to  offer  there, 
From  infant  lips,  our  humble  prayer 
To  him  who  slept  on  Mary's  knee, 

A  gentle  child  as  young  as  we. 

3  We  come,  we  come,  the  song  to  swell, 
To  him  who  loved  our  world  so  well. 
That,  stooping  from  his  Father's  throne, 
He  died  to  claim  it  as  his  own. 

4  Oh,  thus  may  we  in  heaven  above 
Unite  in  praises  and  in  love; 
And  still  the  angels  fill  their  home 
With  joyful  cry :  "  They  come,  they  come ! " 

845  L.  M. 

The  Children  cry,  Hosanna. 

1  Exalted  Jesus,  heavenly  King, 
Angels  to  thee  their  offerings  bring; 
And  yet  thou  scornest  not  the  praise, 
The  simple  song  that  children  raise. 

2  And  hast  thou  deigned  from  high  to  come, 
And  make  this  fallen  world  thy  home? 
Yea,  bow  thee  to  the  cross  and  grave, 
And  die  a  sinful  worm  to  save  ? 

3  Crown  him  with  praises,  all  that  live ; 
To  him  your  ceaseless  homage  give ; 
Praises  and  homage  well  are  due 

To  him  who  gave  himself  for  you. 

4  Exalted  Saviour,  risen  Lord, 
Jesus,  by  all  in  heaven  adored, 
Set  up  with  man  thy  fallen  throne. 
And  make  all  hearts  on  earth  thine  own. 


80« 


846 


7s  &  6s. 


Children's  Praises. 

1  Oh,  dear  and  blessed  Jesus, 

We  come  with  songs  of  praise. 
Our  thankful  hearts  and  voices 

To  thee  we  gladly  raise ; 
Though  thou  art  high  and  holy, 
.'Mid  angels  bright  above, 
Yet  we  on  earth  so  lowly 

May  reach  thee  with  our  love. 

2  For  thou  in  thy  compassion 

Didst  leave  thy  heavenly  home. 
And  didst  in  Bethlehem's  manger 

A  little  child  become; 
Didst  live  a  life  of  sorrow, 

And  die  a  death  of  shame. 
That  thou  might'st  give  salvation 

To  all  who  trust  thy  name. 


3  Oh,  dear  and  blessed  Jesus, 

Accept  our  loving  song, 
As  we  now  come  to  praise  thee, 

A  thankful,  happy  throng; 
As  we  recount  thy  story, 

We  wonder  and  adore ; 
Oh,  may  we  sing  thy  glory, 

Both  now  and  evermore. 


847 


10  &  lis. 

Breaking  away. 


ST5 


1  Pilgrim,  rejoice !  for  the  mantle  of  sin. 
That  hung  like  a  pall  o'er  thy  spirit  within. 
Is  yielding  at  last  to  the  smile  of  the  day ; 
The  gloom  and  the  darkness  are  breaking  away. 

Breaking  away  !  breaking  away  ! 

The  clouds  are  all  breaking  away  ! 

The  sunshine  is  coming, 

And  lighting  up  the  day, 

The  clouds  are  all  breaking  away. 

2  Wild  was  the  storm,  but  thy  Saviour  was  near. 
In  all  thy  affliction  to  comfort  and  cheer; 
His  mercy  unfolding  the  brightness  of  day , 
The  clouds  of  thy  sorrow  are  breaking  away. 

3  Nearer  the  close  of  thy  peril  and  strife. 
And  nearer  thy  home  o'er  the  ocean  of  life. 
Press  onward  !  the  angels  are  guarding  thy  way  ; 
The  mist  and  the  shadow  are  breaking  away. 

4  Pilgrim,  rejoice !  and  thy  courage  renew; 
Look  up !  for  the  heaven  of  joy  is  in  view ; 
One  stroke  of  the  oar,  and  thy  spirit  can  say, 
From  earth  and  its  toil  I  have  broken  away. 


848 


CM. 


Early  Piety. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  halh  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  Bhake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power. 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  0  thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death. 
To  keep  \\%  still  thine  own. 


156 


CHURCH. 


849  L.  M.  6l.  281 

Jesus  of  Nazareth  passeth  by. 

1  What  means  this  eager,  anxious  throng, 
Which  moves  with  busy  haste  along.— 
These  wondrous  gatherings  day  by  day  ? 
What  means  this  strange  commotion,  say  ? 

In  accents  hushed  the  throng  reply : 
"Jesus  of  Nazareth  passeth  by." 

2  Who  is  this  Jesus?  why  should  he 
The  city  move  so  mightily  ? 

A  passing  stranger,  has  he  skill 
To  move  the  multitude  at  will  ? 
Again  the  stirring  tones  reply : 
"Jesus  of  Nazareth  passeth  by." 

3  Jesus !  'tis  he  who  once  below 

Man's  pathway  trod,  'mid  pain  and  woe ; 
And  burdened  onest  where  er  he  came, 
Brought  out  their  sick  and  deaf  and  lame. 
The  blind  rejoiced  to  hear  the  cry : 
"  Jesus  of  Nazareth  passeth  by." 

4  Again  he  comes!    From  place  to  place 
His  holy  footprints  we  can  trace. 

He  pauseth  at  our  threshold,  —  nay, 
He  enters,  —  condescends  to  stay. 
Shall  we  not  gladly  raise  the  cry : 
"  Jesus  of  Nazareth  passeth  by." 

5  Ho !  all  ye  heavy-laden,  come ! 

Here  's  pardon,  comfort,  rest,  and  home. 
Ye  wanderers  from  a  Father's  face, 
R'"tnrn,  accept  his  proffered  grace. 
Ye  tempted,  there  's  a  refuge  nigh : 
"  Jesus  of  Nazareth  passeth  by." 

6  But  if  you  still  this  call  refuse, 
And  all  his  wondrous  love  abuse, 
Soon  will  he  sadly  from  you  turn. 
Your  bitter  prayer  for  pardon  spurn. 

"  Too  late !  too  late ! "  will  be  the  crv.  — 
"  Jesus  of  Nazareth  has  passed  6j/." 


298 


851  8s  &  6s. 

Welcome  Home. 
1  There  is  a  realm  where  Jesus  reigns, 
A  home  of  grace  and  love, 
Where  angels  wait  with  Bweetest  Btrains 
To  greet  the  saints  above. 
They'll  sing  their  welcome  home  to  me, 
They'll  sing  their  welcome  home  to  me. 
The  angels  will  stand  on  the  heavenly  strand, 
And  sing  their  welcome  home  ! 

1  2  There  sons  of  earth  will  join  to  bless 
The  precious  Saviour's  name, 

|  Clothed  in  his  perfect  righteousness. 
And  saved  from  sin  and  shame. 

3  Yet  all,  alas  f  may  not  be  there. 
For  some  will  slight  his  grace  ; 
Tho'  now  he  calls,  they  do  not  care 
To  turn  and  seek  his  face. 


850        8s,  7s,  &  4. 

He  shall  feed  hk  Flock. 

1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  ns: 

Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us; 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 

2  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be  ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  will  early  turn  to  thee. 

3  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor; 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 
Blessed  Lord,  and  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill : 

Biessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  tw  still. 


805 


852 


L.  M. 


S91 


The  little  Wanderer. 

1  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  arms  I  flee, 
I  have  no  other  help  but  thee; 
For  thou  dost  suffer  me  to  come ; 
Oh,  take  a  little  wanderer  home. 

2  Jesus,  I'll  try  my  cross  to  bear, 
I'll  follow  thee  and  never  fear ; 
From  thy  dear  fold  I  would  not  roam ; 
Oh,  take  a  little  wanderer  home. 

3  Jesns,  I  cannot  see  thee  here, 

Yet  still  I  know  thou'rt  very  near; 
From  thy  dear  fold  I  would  not  roam ; 
Oh,  take  a  little  wanderer  home. 

4  And  now,  dear  Jesus,  I  am  thine, 
Oh,  be  thou  ever,  ever  mine, 
And  let  me  never,  never  roam 

From  thee,  the  little  wanderer's  home. 

853  C.  M.  89T 

Children  saved. 

1  Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven, 

Thousands  of  children  stand; 
Children,  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band. 

2  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 

Where  all  is  peace  and  jov  and  love  ? 

How  came  those  children  there  ? 

2  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 
To  wash  away  their  sins; 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean  ! 

4  On  earth  they  sought  their  Saviour's  grace; 
On  earth  they  loved  his  name ; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face. 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb. 


SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 


157 


854 


6s  &  4s. 


»8» 


Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee. 

1  Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Lead  them  to  thee, 
These  children  dear  of  mine, 

Thou  gavest  me ; 
Oh,  by  thy  love  divine, 
Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee ; 

Lead  them,  lead  them, 

Lead  them  to  thee. 

2  When  earth  looks  bright  and  fair, 

Festive  and  gay, 
Let  no  delusive  snare 

Lure  them  astray ; 
But  from  temptation's  power 
Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee. 

3  E'en  for  such  little  ones, 

Christ  came  a  child, 
And  through  this  world  of  sin 

Moved  undefiled ; 
Oh,  for  his  sake.  I  pray, 
Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee. 

4  Yea,  though  my  faith  be  dim, 

I  wouldbelieve 
That  thou  this  precious  gift 

Wilt  now  receive; 
Oh,  take  their  young  hearts  now, 
Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee. 


855 


10s. 


3T4 

Go  and  tell  Jesus. 

1  Oo  and  tell  Jesus,  weary,  sin-sick  soul 

He'll  ease  thee  of  thy  burden,  make  thee  whole  ; 

Look  up  to  him,  he  only  can  forgive  ; 

Believe  on  him,  and  thou  shalt  surely  live. 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he  only  can  forgive , 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  oh,  turn  to  him  and  live  ; 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he  only  can  forgive. 

2  Go  and  tell  Jesus,  when  your  sins  arise 

Like  mountains  of  deep  guilt  before  your  eyes ; 
His  blood  was  spilt,  his  precious  life  he  gave. 
That  mercy,  peace,  and  pardon  you  might  have. 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he  only  can  forgive  ;  &c. 

5  Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he'll  dispel  thy  fears, 
Will  calm  thy  doubts,  and  wipe  away  thy  tears  ; 
He'll  take  thee  in  his  arms,  and  on  his  breast 
Thou  may's  be  happy,  and  forever  rest. 

Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he  only  can  forgive ;  &c. 


856 


S.  M. 


Prayer  for  the  Young. 
1  Great  God,  now  condescend 
To  bleM  our  rising  race ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace. 

I  Oh,  what  a  vast  delight 
Their  happiness  to  see ; 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 

To  lead  these  souls  to  thee. 
14 


3  Dear  Lord,  thy  Spirit  pour 

Upon  our  infant  seed ; 
Oli,  bring  the  long'd  for  happy  hour 
That  makes  them  thine  indeed ! 

4  May  they  receive  thy  word, 

Confess  the  Saviour's  name, 
Then  follow  their  despised  Lord 
Through  the  baptisiLal  stream. 

5  Thus  let  our  favored  race 

Surround  thy  sacred  board, 
There  to  adore  thy  sovereign  grace, 
And  sing  their  dying  Lord. 


857 


8s  &  7s. 


Prayer  for  the  Children. 

1  Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  Shepherd's  kindest  care, 
And  the  feeble  gently  leading, 
While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share. 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Foid  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lions'  prey : 
Let  thy  tenderness  so  loving 
Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal, 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place, 
Feed  iu  pastures  ever  vernal, 
DrkiK  -the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

858  C.  M.  8C3 

Happiness  of  early  Piety. 

1  How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 

Instruction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice ! 

2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold, 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

859  C.  M.  S64 

Importance  of  Religion  to  the  Younp 
1  Religion  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  we  its  great  importance  learn, 

Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 


CHURCH. 


2  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amid  our  youthful  bloom ; 

'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 

And  for  the  solemn  tomb. 

3  Oh,  may  our  hearts,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  our  Redeemer's  throne ; 
And  be  our  stubborn  wills  subdued, 
His  government  to  own. 


860 


DEDICATIONS. 

L.  M. 


2t>6 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  0  Gcd  the  Father,  Christ  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  three  in  one, 

Accept  this  gift  our  hearts  have  sought,  - 
Uur  hands  in  Christian  love  have  wrought. 

2  Here  may  the  light  of  gospel  truth 
Illumine  age,  enlighten  youth : 
In  many  hearts  that  grace  begin. 
Which  saves  from  sorrow  and  from  sin. 

3  May  Jesus  here  that  power  display 
Which  changes  darkness  into  day, 
And  open  wide  those  gates  of  love 
That  lead  to  blessedness  above. 

4  0  Jesus  Christ,  our  sovereign  Lord, 
By  angels  and  by  saints  adored, 
Accept  this  tribute  of  our  praise, 
And  with  thy  glory  fill  this  place. 


861 


L.  M. 


A  Blessing  implored. 

1  Here,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 

We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee; 
Oh,  choose  it  for  thy  fixed  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  WTien  children's  voices  raise  the  song, 

Hosanna !  to  their  heavenly  King, 
Let  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong ; 
Hosanna!  let  the  angels  sing. 

5  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart ; 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart; 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne.  . 


862         8s,  7s,  &  4.  8< 

Prayer  for  the  Holy  Trinity. 

1  God,  the  Father,  high  in  glory. 

Seated  on  the  eternal  throne, 
Lo !  thy  children,  bowed  before  thee, 
Seek  thy  smile  and  grace  alone. 

God  the  Father, 
Make  to  us  thy  mercies  known. 

2  God  the  Son,  our  blessed  Saviour, 

Standing  at  the  mercy-seat, 
Thou  hast  pledged  thy  gracious  favor 
Wheresoe'er  thy  people  meet. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Bless  us,  waiting  at  thy  feet. 

3  God  the  Spirit,  Sanctifier, 

Light  and  life  and  power  divine, 
O'er  us,  cloud  of  hallowed  fire, 
Let  thy  sacred  presence  shine. 

Holy  Spirit, 
Make  this  tabernacle  thine. 

4  God  the  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 

Love's  essential  oneness,  come: 
If  we  now  thy  grace  inherit. 
Make  this  humble  place  thy  home. 

Great  Jehovah, 
Let  the  answering  glory  come. 


863 


7s. 


Prayer  for  Divine  Blessings. 

1  Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise ; 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest,' 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallelujah!— earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply ; 
Hallelujah !— hence  ascend 

Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 


864 


L.  M. 

Dedication. 


1  Oh,  bow  thine  ear.  Eternal  One! 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised  and  now  devote  these  walla. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  day  be  kept ; 
And  be  this  place,  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept. 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 


DEDICATIONS. 


159 


3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 
As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

I  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung; 
Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung, 
On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 
Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 


865  C.  M.  855 

Divine  Blessing  solicited. 

1  To  thee  this  temple  we  devote, 

Our  Father  and  our  God ; 
Accept  it  thine,  and  seal  it  now 
Thy  Spirit's  blest  abode. 

2  Here  may  the  prayer  of  faith  ascend, 

The  voice  of  praise  arise ; 
Oh,  may  each  lowly  service  prove 
Accepted  sacrifice. 

3  Here  may  the  sinner  learn  his  guilt, 

And  weep  before  his  Lord ; 
Here,  pardoned,  sing  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  here  his  vows  record. 

4  Here  may  affliction  dry  the  tear 

And  learn  to  trust  in  God, 
Convinced  it  is  a  Father  smites, 
And  love  that  guides  the  rod. 

3  Peace  be  within  these  sacred  walls ; 
Prosperity  be  here; 
Long  smile  upon  thy  people,  Lord, 
And  evermore  be  near. 


866 


L.  M. 

God 's  Condescension. 


1  And  will  the  great,  eternal  God 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 

And  will  he,  from  his  heavenly  throne, 
Avow  our  temples  for  his  own  ? 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise ; 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise ; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train ; 
While  power  divine  his  words  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

£  And  in  the  great,  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 


867  C.  M.  8?7 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer. 

And  make  this  house  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power; 
Oh,  come,  great  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Come  as  the  light,— to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe; 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life, 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame ; 
Let  every  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dove,  and  spread  thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love ; 
And  let  the  church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  church  above. 


868  C.  M.  86< 

For  laying  a  Corner-stone. 

1  Builder  of  mighty  worlds  on  worlds, 

How  poor  the  house  must  be, 
That  with  our  human,  sinful  hands, 
We  may  erect  for  thee. 

2  0  Christ,  thou  art  our  Corner-stone, 

On  thee  our  hopes  are  built ; 
Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  light,  our  life, 
Our  sacrifice  for  guilt. 

3  In  thy  blest  name  we  gather  here, 

And  consecrate  the  ground : 
The  walls  that  on  this  rock  shall  rise 
Thy  praises  shall  resound. 

4  May  many  a  soul,  from  death  redeemed, 

In  heavenly  regions  fair, 
With  joy  exclaim,  "  I  learned  the  path 
m  >Gc' 


To  God  and  glory  there. 


869 


H.  M. 

Corner-stone. 


1  Christ  is  our  Corner-stone., 

On  him  alone  we  build ; 
With  his  true  saints  alone 

The  courts  of  heaven  are  filled: 
On  his  great  love        I  Of  present  grace 
Our  hopes  we  place    |  And  joys  above. 

2  Oh,  then,  with  hymns  of  praise 

These  hallowed  courts  shall  ring; 
Our  voices  we  will  raise 

The  Three  in  One  to  sing; 
And  thus  proclaim     I  Both  loud  and  long, 
In  joyful  song,  |  That  glorious  name. 


160 


CHURCH. 


3  Here,  gracious  God,  do  thou 

For  evermore  draw  nigh , 
Accept  each  faithful  vow, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh : 
In  copious  shower,  I  Each  holy  day, 
On  all  who  pray,        I  Thy  blessings  poui 

4  Here  may  we  gain  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore. 
And  may  that  grace,  once  given, 

Be  with  us  evermore, 
Until  that  day  I  To  endless  rest 

When  all  the  blest     |  Are  called  away. 


MISSIONS. 

870  C.  M.  a9r 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  Oh.  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

871  L.  M.  80S 

Subjection  of  the  Kations  to  Christ  prayed  for . 

1  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 
Through  all  the  myriads  of  the  skies; 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee: 

And  over  land  and  stream  and  main 
Now  wave  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  Oh,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains. 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 


2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  ri&e 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 

I      And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  joyful  prisoner  bursts  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 


872 


L.  M. 


298 


Christ's  universal  Reign. 
I  Jesus  dhall  rs«gn  where'er  the  sun 
Does  hi&  successive  ionrneys  run : 
His  kingdom  wretcli  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  moons  ihafl  wax  and  wane  no  more. 


873 


C.  M. 

Returning  to  Zion. 


S80 


1  Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust ; 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake;  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array : 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  South,  "  Give  up  thy  charge  r" 
And,  "  Keep  not  back,  0  North  !" 

4  They  come!  they  come!  thine  exiled  bands 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn. 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 


874 


L.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 


sor 


1  Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  power; 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour : 

Oh,  bid  the  morning  star  arise ! 
Oh,  point  the  heathen  to  the  skies ! 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
In  western  wilds  and  eastern  plains ; 
Far  let  the  gospel's  sound  be  known ; 
Make  thou  the  universe  thine  own. 

3  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice  ■ 
Speak,  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice; 
Dispel  the  gloom  of  heathen  night; 

Bid  every  nation  hail  the  light. 


MISSIONS. 


161 


875  L.  M.  808 

Divine  Power  supplicated. 

1  Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake; 

Put  en  thy  strength,  the  natious  shake; 
Now  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  hy  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone:" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come ; 

Oh,  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home ! 
Soon  may  our  wondering  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
Through  every  clime,  of  every  name; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 


876 


7s  &  6s. 


Christ  leelcomed. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  Did  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light. 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring,  in  his  path,  to  birth ; 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 


877 


L.  M. 


Missionaries  encouraged. 

1  Te  Christian  heralds,  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Immanuers  name; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear. 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire ; 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 


3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more; 
Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

878  8s,  7s,  &  4.  800 

Glorious  Prospects. 

1  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze; 
See  the  promises  advancing 
To  a  glorious  day  of  grace : 

Blessed  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  dark,  benighted  pagan, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
Once  obtained  on  Calvary : 

Let  the  gospel 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness. 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light; 
Now,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night : 

Let  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ; 

Win  and  conquer,  —  never  cease; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions 
Multiply  and  still  increase : 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 


879 


8s,  7s,  &  4. 

Zion  encouraged. 


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1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing,— 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands: 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  6urely  send. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble. 

All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redress'd; 
For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double. 
In  thy  Maker's  favor  bless'd ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


162 


CHURCH. 


880  7s  &  6s.  a 

Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  The  morning  light  is  breaking; 

The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us. 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour: 
Each  cry,  to  heaven  going, 

Abundant  answers  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing  — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 
Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 


881  7s  &  6s. 

Conversion  of  the  Heathen. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Can  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !  oh,  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 


807 


4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


882 


7s.  &  6s. 

Home  Missions. 


S99 


1  Go  preach  the  blest  salvation 

To  every  sinful  race, 
And  bid  each  guilty  nation 

Accept  the  Saviour's  grace; 
But  bear,  oh,  quickly  bear  it 

Where  thronging  millions  roam, 
And  bid  them  freely  share  it, 

Who  dwell  with  us  at  home 

2  Where  blooms  the  broad  savanna, 

Where  mighty  waters  roll, 
There  let  the  gospel  banner 

Beam  hope  on  every  soul ; 
Go  where  the  west  is  teeming, 

And  yet  behold  they  come  !• 
The  richest  fields  are  gleaming 

For  those  who  reap  at  home  ! 

3  Our  children  there  are  dwelling, 

Neglected  and  astray, 
Whose  hearts  are  often  swelling 

To  learn  of  Zion's  way. 
Bear,  bear  to  them  the  treasure, 

And  bid  the  exiles  come ; 
There  is  no  sweeter  pleasure 

Than  preaching  Christ  at  home. 


883 


7s  &  6s. 

Home  Missions. 


80? 


1  Our  country's  voice  is  pleading, 

Ye  men  of  God,  arise ! 
His  providence  is  leading. 

The  land  before  you  lies ; 
Day  gleams  are  o'er  it  brightening, 

And  promise  clothes  the  soil ; 
Wide  fields  for  harvest  whitening, 

Invite  the  reaper's  toil. 

2  Go  where  the  waves  are  breaking, 

On  California's  shore, 
Christ's  precious  gospel  taking, 

More  rich  than  golden  ore ; 
On  Alleghany's  mountains^ 

Through  all  the  Western  "Vale, 
Beside  Missouri's  fountains, 

Rehearse  the  wondrous  tale. 

3  The  love  of  Christ  unfolding. 

Speed  on  from  east  to  west, 
Till  all,  his  cross  beholding, 

In  him  are  fully  blest. 
Great  Author  of  salvation, 

Haste,  haste  the  glorius  day, 
When  we,  a  ransomed  nation, 

Thy  sceptre  shall  obey. 


MISSIONS. 


163 


884  L.  M.  801 

Prayer  for  the  Jews. 

1  Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed. 

Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallowed  ground. 

Oh,  why  should  Israel's  sons,  oncehlessed, 

Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around? 

2  Lord,  visit  thy  forsaken  race, 

Back  to  thy  fold  the  wanderers  bring; 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
And  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  The  veil  of  darkness  rend  in  twain, 

Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light, 
The  severed  olive  branch  again 
Firm  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 

4  Hail,  glorious  day,  expected  long, 

■When  Jew  and  Greek  oDe  prayer  shall  pour, 
With  eager  feet  one  temple'throng. 
With  grateful  praise  one  God  adore. 


805 


885  8s,  7s,  &  4. 

*     The  Missionary's  Farewell. 

1  Yes.  my  native  land,  I  love  thee: 

All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well, 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ?. 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home,  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely,— 

Joys  no  stranger  heart  can  tell ; 

Happy  home,  indeed  I  love  thee; 

Can  I,  can  I  say,  "  Farewell "  ? 

Can  I  leave  thee. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  tc  dwell? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell, 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  ? 

dan  I  leave  you. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell? 


»   Y 


I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 
From  the  scenes  I  loved  so  well ; 


Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me ; 
Lovely,  native  land,  farewell ! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 


3  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor ; 
On  the  mountains  let  me  tell, 
How  he  died,— the  blessed  Saviour, 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell : 

Let  me  hasten. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 


Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean  ; 

Let  the  winds  my  canvas  swell ; 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 

While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell : 
Glad  I  bid  thee, 

Native  land,  farewell,  farewell ! 


886 


L.  M. 

Christians  in  Convention. 


1  Assembled  at  thy  great  command. 
Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand: 
The  voice  that  marshalled  every  star 
Has  called  thy  people  from  afar. 

2  We  meet,  through  disant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Along  the  line,  to  either  pole, 

The  anthem  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist ;  accept  our  praise ; 
Our  hopes  revive ;  our  courage  raise ; 
Our  counsels  aid ;  to  each  impart 
The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come, 
Recall  the  wandering  spirits  home  : 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 


887  C  M.  86fi 

Prayer  for  Seamen. 

1  We  come,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne. 

And,  with  united  pleas, 
We  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roau 
Far  otf  upon  the  seas. 

2  Oh,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow, 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea. 

3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 

Pour  peace  into  his  breast, 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above 
Of  everlasting  rest. 

888  L.  M.  801 

Prayer  for  Mariners. 

1  Grant  the  abundance  cf  the  sea 
May  be  converted,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  every  sailor  on  the  shore 
Return  to  God,  to  roam  no  more. 

2  The  nations,  then,  with  joy  shall  hall 
The  Bethel  flag  in  every  sail : 

And  every  ship  that  ploughs  the  sea 
A  gospel  messenger  shall  tie. 


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OUR  COUNTRY. 


3  Hasten.  0  Lord,  that  glorious  day 
When  seamen  shall  thy  word  obey, 
And  safe  from  port  to  port  be  driven 
To  point  a  rained  world  to  heaven. 


889  L.  M. 

The  Restoration  of  Israel. 

1  Arise,  great  God,  and  let  thy  grace 
Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race; 
Restore  the  long-lost,  scatter'd  band, 
And  eall  them  to  their  native  land. 


801 


2  Their  misery  let  thy  mercy  heal ; 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal ; 
O  God  of  Israel,  hear  our  prayer. 
And  grant  them  etill  thy  love  to  share. 

3  How  long  shall  Jacob's  offspring  prove 
The  sad  suspension  of  thy  love? 
Lord,  shall  thy  wrath  forever  burn  ? 
And  will  thy  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

4  Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  now  impart, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart; 
While  Israel's  rescued  tribes  in  thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 


OUR    COUNTRY. 


890  6s  &  4. 

National  Hymn. 

1  My  country,  'tis  of  thee. 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing;' 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break,- 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  father's  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing  ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 


891  C.  M.  811 

Our  Help  is  in  the  Name  of  the  Lord. 

1  Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast. 
Oh,  hear  us  for  our  native  laud, 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 


2  Our  father's  sepulchres  are  here. 

And  here  our  kindred  dwell : 
Our  children  too,— how  should  we  love 
Another  land  so  well  ? 

3  Oh,  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless ; 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

4  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 

892  L.  M.  816 

Lord,  let  thy  Goodness  lead  our  Land. 

1  Lord,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land. 
Still  sav'd  by  thine  almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 

To  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King 

2  Let  every  public  temple  raise 
Triumphant  songs  of  holy  praise, 
Let  every  peaceful,  private  home 
A  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  become. 

3  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight ; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 

893  6s  &  4s.  9tm 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  God  bless  our  native  land, 

Firm  may  she  ever  stand. 

Through  storm  and  night ; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might. 


FAST— THANKSGIVING. 


185 


2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies ; 

On  him  we  wait ; 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh. 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State. 


FAST. 

894  8s  &  7s.  848 

Pardon  implored  for  national  Sins. 

1  Dread  Jehovah.  God  of  nations. 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications; 
Now  for  their  deliverance  rise. 

2  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call; 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding: 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

3  Let  that  love  veil  our  transgressions; 

Lot  that  blood  our  guilt  efface; 

Save  thy  people  from  oppression ; 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 

4  Lo  !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning; 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

895  L.  M.  8ia 

"  Oh,  spare  our  guilty  Country,  spare!" 
i  On  thee,  0  Lord  our  God,  we  call, 
Before  thy  throne  devoutly  fall ; 
Oh,  whither  should  the  helpless  fly  ? 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 

2  Lord,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn ; 

Oh.  spare  our  gtiilty  country,  spare 

The  church  thine  hand  hath  planted  her? ! 

3  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God ; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood; 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises ; 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas? 

4  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 
On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  woe: 
Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too. 


8% 


7s. 

Prayer  for  Mercy. 


1  Why,  0  God,  thy  people  spurn  ? 
Why  permit  thy  wrath  to  burn 
God  of  mercy,  turn  once  more ; 
All  our  broken  hearts  restore. 


2  Thou  hast  made  our  land  to  quake, 
Heal  the  sorrows  thou  doet  make ; 
Bitter  is  the  cup  we  drink  ; 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  sink. 

3  Be  thy  banner  now  unfurled. 
Show  thy  truth  to  all  the  world; 
Save  us.  Lord,  we  cry  to  thee ; 
Lift  thine  arm  ;  thy  chosen  free. 

4  Give  us  now  relief  from  pain; 
Human  aid  is  all  in  vain. 

We,  through  God,  shall  yet  prevail. 
He  will  help  when  foes  assail. 

897  C.  M. 

Relief  from  national  Judgments  implored. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  scourged  our  psilty  land ; 

Behold,  thy  people  mourn  ; 
Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand, 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand; 
Oli,  heal  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 
And  spare  our  guilty  land. 

3  Then  shall  our  loud  and  grateful  voice 

Proclaim  our  guardian  God, 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice) 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 


898 


816 


THANKSGIVING. 

7s. 

Thanks  for  all  Blessings. 

1  Prai#e  to  God,  immortal  praise. 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dew6. 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse. 

3  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores,— 

4  Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise ; 
And  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

899  L.  M.  818 

The  Year  crowned  with  Goodness. 
1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy, 
Thy  praise  may  well  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 


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2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  hy  thee  to  rise. 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

i  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  abundant  stores; 
And  Winers,  softened  by  thy  care, 
No  more  a  dreary  aspect  wear. 

5  Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade; 
Seasons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise. 


900 


7s. 

Thanksgiving. 


818 


1  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels,  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

2  Blossings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land ; 
Kept  by  him  no  foes  annoy; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey ; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod : 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 


901  6s  &  4s. 

Praise  tt>  the  God  of  Harvest. 

1  The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 

Hand,  heart,  and  voice ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Tea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty,— but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth, 


814 


3  The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices,  raise. 

With  sweet  accord ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng. 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 


902 


L.  M. 

Thanksgiving. 


1  Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  doth  crown  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat: 
"  Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat :" 
"The  joy  of  harvest,"  we  have  known: 
The  praise,  0  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord ; 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 
That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace : 
Mature  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low;— 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 


903 


7s. 

Harvest  Hymn. 


1  Praise,  oh,  praise  our  God  and  King  I 
Hymns  of  adoration  sing ; 

For  his  mercies  still  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  Praise  him  that  he  made  the  sun 
Day  by  day  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  silver  moon  by  night, 
Shining  with  her  gentle  light. 

3  Praise  him  that  he  gave  the  rain 
To  mature  the  swelling  grain  ; 
And  hath  bid  the  fruitful  field 
Crops  of  precious  increase  yield. 

i  Praise  him  for  our  harvest-store,— 
He  hath  filled  the  garner-floor,— 
And  for  richer  food  than  this, 
Pledge  of  everlasting  bliss. 

5  Glory  to  our  bounteous  King ! 
Glory  let  creation  6ing; 
Glory  to  the  Father,  Son, 
And  blest  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 


TIME   AND  ETERNITY. 


167 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


OLD  AND  NEW  YEAR. 


904 


L.  M. 

Gratitude  for  the  Past. 


1  Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand. 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own, 
The  future,— all  to  us  unknown.— 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy.  and  thou  our  rest; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  brighter  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


905 


CM. 

Close  of  the  Year. 


884 


1  Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 

Of  each  revolving  year: 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round! 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  revolving  year. 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Awake,  0  God,  my  careless  heart 

Its  great  concerns  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

6  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 
If  future  years  arise ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  gkies. 


906 


5s  &  12s. 


817 


The  New  Year. 

1  Come,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue, — 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear; 
His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 

By  the  patience  of  hope.and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown ; 

The  moment  is  gone; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  near. 

3  Oh  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 

I  hare  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do;" 
Oh  that  each  from  his  Lord 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done ; 

Enter  Into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 


907 


L.  M. 

Close  of  the  Year. 


812 


1  Our  helper,  God,  we  bless  thy  name, 
Whose  love  forever  is  the  same ; 
The  tokens  of  whose  gracious  care 
Begin  and  crown  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand. 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hard; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  thine  arm  has  led  us  on ; 
Thus  far  we  make  thy  mercy  known  ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land. 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shallraise  one  sacred  pillar  more, 
Then  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 


908 


CM. 


82$ 


Prayer  for  a  Blessinff. 
1  Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  r%veal, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 


168 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


2  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

May  mercy  set  us  free ; 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

3  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love. 
Who  never  loved  before. 

4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 


909 


7s. 


816 


New  Year's  Day. 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  mn 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run. 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 

They  have  done  with  all  below: 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view; 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love : 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  witb  thee  above. 

910  10s.  880 

New  Year's  Morning  Hymn. 

1  Thanksgiving  and  the  voice  of  melody        [sleep, 

Tliis  New  Year's  morning,  call  me  from  my 
A  new  sweet  song  is  in  my  heart  for  thee, 
Thou  faithful,  tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep. 

2  With  voice  subdued  my  listening  spirit  sings, 

As  backward  on  the  trodden  path  I  gase, 
While  ministering  angels  fold  their  wings 
To  fill  with  lowly  thoughts  my  song  of  praise. 

3  Not  all  that  hath  been,  Lord,  henceforth  shall  be; 

A  low,  sweet,  cheering  strain  is  in  mine  ear; 
Thanksgiving  and  the  voice  of  melody 
Are  leading  in  from  heaven  a  blest  New  Year. 

4  Thoughts  of  thy  love,— and  oh,  how  great  the 

sum ! 
Enduring  grief,  obtaining  bliss  for  me,— 
The  world,  life,  death,  things  present,  things  to 

come, 
AU  twell  the  New  Year's  opening  melody. 


911 


C.  M. 

Looking  forward. 
1  And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  thin  may  b«  my  last. 


2  Awake,  my  soul:  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  : 
Wh«t  are  thy  hopes  ?  how  sure  ?  how  fair ! 

What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 

3  Behold,  another  year  begins ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

4  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 


MEETING  AND  PARTING. 


912 


7s. 


Parting  of  Christians. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer: 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain; 
And  our  wasting  lives  prolong, 
Till  we  meet  on  earth  again. 


913 


lis  &  10s. 


849 

Parting  Song. 

1  Brothers,  clasp  hands,  the  brief  moments  are 

flying ; 
Here  upon  earth  but  as  pilgrims  we  dwell ; 
Gladly  we  met,  yet  we  part  without  sighing,, 
Looking  beyond  the  fraternal  farewell. 
In  his  dear  name,  the  All-loving,  All-seeing, 
Hand  elasped  in  hand  for  him,  brothers,  fare- 
well. 

2  Rich  in  our  faith,  in  our  love,  in  our  union. 

Foretastes  of  heaven  together  we've  known ; 
Ours  is  the  bliss  of  a  saiutly  communion, 
Granted  to  lovers  of  Jesus  alone. 

3  Now  to  our  work  again,  stronger  for  meeting. 

Pledged  to  our  Master  as  never  before, 
Warm  are  the  hearts  that  are  loyally  beatinj. 
Longing  to  serve  and  to  honor  him  more. 

4  Jesus  we  own  as  the  Lord  of  our  being ; 

Let  our  last  song  rich  in  gratitude  swell ; 
In  his  dear  name,  the  All-loving,  All-seeing, 
Hand  clasped  in  hand  for  him,  brothers,  fare 
well. 

914  8s  &  7s.  848 

Gather  at  the  River. 
1  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river, 

Where  bright  angel  feet  hare  trod ; 
With  its  crystal  tide  forever 
Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God? 


MORTALITY  OF  MAN. 


169 


2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 

Washing  up  ita  silver  spray. 

We  -will  walk  and  worship  ever. 

All  the  happy,  golden  day. 

3  On  'he  bosom  of  the  river, 

Where  the  Saviour-King  we  own, 
We  shall  meet  and  sorrow  never, 
'Neath  the  glory  of  the  throne. 

4  Soon  we'll  reach  the  shining  river, 

Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease; 
Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
With  the  melody  of  peace. 

915     6s  &  5s.  Peculiar.      8 

Reunion  in  Heaven. 

1  When  shall  we  meet  again  ?— 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes,— 

Never,— no,  never ! 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill. 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never,— no,  never! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never,— no,  never ! 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again,— 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever ; 
Soon  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever : 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes  ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  clos* 

Never,—  no,  never ! 


MORTALITY  OF  MAN 


916 


L.  M. 


Brevity  of  Life. 
1  Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 
Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood, 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time. 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 
15 


2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight, 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er, 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam. 

And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

4  To  us.  0  Lord,  the  wisdom  give, 

Each  passing  moment  so  to  spend, 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 


917  C.  M. 

Time  the  Period  to  prepare  for  Eternity. 

1  Thee  we  adore.  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  stray, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

3  Great  God,  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things  !— 

The  final  state  of  all  the  dead 

Upon  life's  feeble  strings! 

4  Eternal  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  even'  breath ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

5  Awake.  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 


918  7s  &  6s. 

Life  rapidly  passing  aicay. 

1  As  flows  the  rapid  river. 

With  channel  broad  and  freo, 
Its  waters  rippling  ever, 

And  hasting  to  the  sea, 
So  life  is  onward  flowing, 

And  days  of  offered  peace, 
And  man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 

2  As  moons  are  ever  waning, 

As  hastes  the  sun  away, 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day. 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us, 

The  darkness  of  the  grave ; 
And  death  is  just  before  us; 

God  takes  tht  life  he  gave. 


821 


170 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


3  Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  loye  ? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament  forever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 


919 


C.  M. 


Life  short,  and  Man/rail. 

1  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust. 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desire  recall; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
all. 


920 


And  make  my  God  my 

C.  M. 


The  Brevity  of  Life. 

1  How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life ! 

How  vast  our  soul's  affairs ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home ; 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 
And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  0  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 


921 


L.  M. 


God's  Eternity  and  Man's  Frailty. 

1  Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode ; 
High  was  thv  throne  e'er  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footstool,  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 


3  Death,  like  an  ever-flowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away ;  our  life's  a  dream, 
An  empty  tale,  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

4  Teach  us.  0  Lord,  how  frail  is  man, 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till,  cleansed  by  grace,  we  all  may  be 
Prepared  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 


922 


0.  M. 


A  Warning  from  the  Grave. 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head, 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
And  far  above  is  heaven. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Turn,  sinner,  turn ;  thy  danger  know ; 

Where'er  thy  feet  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

4  Turn,  Christian,  turn;  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  which  hourly  tell 
That  they  who  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live  in  heaven,— or  hell. 


923 


7s  &  6s. 


Hasting  to  our  Home. 

1  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb : 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day,— 

A  journey  to  the  tomb; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Where  no  worldly  griefs  annoy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 


924 


6s. 

Nearer  my  Home. 


846 


1  One  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o*er : 
I'm  nearer  my  home  to-day 
Than  ever  I've  been  before. 

I'm  nearer  my  home,  nearer  my  home. 

Nearer  my  home  to-day : 
Yes,  nearer  my  home  in  heaven  to-day. 
\  Than  ever  I've  been  before, 


MORTALITY  OF   MAN. 


171 


2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  many  mansions  be  ; 
Nearer  the  great  white  thone, 
Nearer  the  jasper  sea. 


3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life 

Where  we  lay  our  burdens  down, 
Nearer  leaving  my  cross, 
Nearer  wearing  my  crown. 


4  But  lying  darkly  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 
Is  that  dim  and  unknown  stream 
Which  leads  at  last  to  light. 


5  For  even  now  my  feet 

May  stand  upon  its  brink; 
I  may  be  nearer  my  home, 
Nearer  now  than  I  think. 


925 


C.  M.  884 

Heavenly  Aspirations. 


1  And  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  and  die ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  this  mournful  vale, 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  ; 

2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long  sought  rest,— 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, — 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 


3  Oh,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 

4  Give  joy  or  grrief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away: 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eternal  day. 


926  C.  M. 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  Sweet  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh  : 
When  will  the  moment  come. 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by. 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home? 


2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 
No  peaceful  sheltering  dome : 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe,- 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 


3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest. 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 

But  fly  for  succor  to  his  breast, 

And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 

4  Weary  of  wandering  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  leave  th'  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 


927 


8s  &  7s 

Flight 


Time. 


1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger. 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly,— 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger: 
For  now  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over; 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  Our  absent  king  the  watchword  gave,— 

"Let  every  lamp  be  burning ; " 
We  look  afar,  across  the  wave, 
Our  distant  home  discerning : 

For  now,  etc. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  dark  and  cold, 

We  will  not  yield  to  sorrow, 
For  hope  will  sing,  with  courage  bold, 
"  There's  glory  on  the  morrow  :" 

For  now,  etc. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 

Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever, 
OurKing  says  come,  and  there's  our  home, 
Forever !  oh,  forever ! 

For  now,  etc. 


928 


lis. 

Longing  for  Heaven. 


819 


1  I  would  not  live  alway  ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  "the  way  ; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  followed  by  gloom  or  beclouded  with  fear. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  thus  fettered  by  sin, — 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  ; 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  liTe  alway  ;  no— welcome  the  tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom  : 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  'Who,  who  would  live  alway  away  fr«m  his  God,— 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the 

plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

5  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  s«nL 


172 


DEATH. 


DEATH 


929  L.  It  8*8 

Blettednett  of  the  Righteont  in  Death. 

1  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away: 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  Bhore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  d<ath  destroys ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies !" 

930  L.  M.  888 

The  good  Fight  fought. 

1  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come  ; 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home ; 
Now,  0  my  God,  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run ; 
The  combat's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won ; 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high ; 
And  now  my  record's  in  the  sky. 

3  Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust ; 
I  bow  before  thee  in  the  dust ; 

And  through  my  Saviour's  blood  alone 
1  look  for  mercy  at  thy  throne. 

4  I  come,  I  come,  at  thy  command ; 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 


931 


L.  M. 


8«8 


Death  not  to  he  feared. 

1  Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 


3  Oh  if  my  Lord  would  com©  and  m#et. 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head. 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


932 


L.  M. 


88? 


Triumph  over  Death. 

1  God  of  my  life  through  all  my  days 
I'll  tune  the  grateful  notes  of  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail. 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 
Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

3  But  oh,  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  aectnts  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 

4  Then  shall  I  learn  the  exalted  strains 
That  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

933  C.  M.  88a 

Victory  over  Death. 

1  Oh,  for  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  nours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  should  sing,— 
"  Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
And  where,  0  Death,  thy  sting?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I'm  secure; 

Death  has  no  sting  beside ; 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power ; 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid. 
Who  makes  us  conquerors,  while  we  die. 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 


934 


C.  M. 


827 


Preparation  for  Death. 
1  If  I  must  die,  oh,  let  me  die  • 

With  hope  in  Jesus'  blood,— 
The  blood  that  saves  from  sin  and  guilt, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 


DEATH. 


173 


2  If  I  must  die,  oh,  let  nie  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind. 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below 
For  pleasures  more  refined. 

3  If  I  must  die,— and  die  I  must,— 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come. 
And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  my  celestial  home. 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

May  I  but  have  a  view : 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
I'd  boldly  venture  through. 


935  C.  M.  888 

God's  Presence  makes  Death  easy. 

1  Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 

If  God  be  with  us  there ; 
We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below 

If  my  Redeemer  bid; 
And  run,  if  I  were  called  to  go, 
And  die,  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promised  land, 

My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 

And  welcome  the  command. 

4  Clasped  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms, 

1  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 


937 


S.  H.  M. 

Friends  separated  by  Death. 


844) 


936 


S.  M. 


The  peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  Oh  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 
Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward ! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope,  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

S  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  Oh  for  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 
Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward  t 
15* 


1  Friend  after  friend  departs: 

Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

T  bat  finds  not  here  an  end : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

3  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away  ; 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 


938 


CM. 


889 


Death  a  temporary  separation. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above 

Who  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joy  celestial  rise. 

2  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  Dow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

3  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

4  0  Saviour,  be  our  constant  Guide ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


939 


C.  M. 


888 


Death  of  a  Christian. 
1  Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 
We  would  not  weep  for  thee: 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear ; 
It  is,  that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 

The  tears  of  love  restrain  ; 
Oh,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  here  again  ? 

3  Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone; 
Joy  breathed  in  thy  expiring  sigh, 
To  think  the  race  was  run. 

4  Gently  the  passing  spirit  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine ; 
Oh,  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 
And  make  our  end  like  thine. 


174 


DEATH. 


BURIAL. 

940  C.  M.  tt87 

Death  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest 
But  with  their  dying  Head? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

941  L.  M.  8a8 

Death  and  Burial  of  a  Christian. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain  nor  grief  nor  anxious  fear 

Invades  thy  bounds :  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave  aud  blest  the  bed. 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 

Attend,  0  earth,  his  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust ;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 


H2 


S.  M. 


The  Death  of  an  aped  Minister. 
I  "  Servant  of  God,  well  done ; 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 


2  The  voice  at  midnight  came; 

He  started  up  to  hear; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  ; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done ; 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ  ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

943  7s. 

The  Cliristian  Burial. 

1  Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky 
Cometh  neither  voice  nor  cry, 
Yet  we  know  for  thee  to-day 
Every  pain  hath  passed  away. 

2  Not  for  thee  shall  tears  be  given, 
Child  of  God  and  heir  of  heaven; 
For  he  gave  thee  sweet  release ; 
Thine  the  Christian's  death  of  peace. 

3  Brother,  in  that  solemn  trust 
We  commend  thee,  dust  to  dust; 
In  that  faith  we  wait,  till,  risen 
Thou  shalt  meet  us  all  in  heaven. 

4  While  we  weep  as  Jesus  wept. 
Thou  shalt  sleep  as  Jesus  slept; 
With  thy  Saviour  thou  shalt  rest, 
Crowned  and  glorified  and  blest. 


944 


12s  &  lis. 

Hope  in  Death. 


81«s 


1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave;  but  we  will  not 

deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  tha 

tomb ; 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before 

thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 

the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  w«  no  fonger  behoW 

thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 

side; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 

thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  hath 

died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  and,  its  mansion 

forsaking. 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  lingered 

long; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright  on  thy 

waking, 
And   the  sound  thou   didst  hear  was   the  ser 

apbim's  song.  * 


BURIAL. 


175 


4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  de- 
plore thee, 
Siuce  God    was    thy    Hansom,   thy   Guardian, 
thr  Guide; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 
thee; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  hath 
died. 


945  10s.  8ao 

Death  in  the  Prime  of  Life. 

I  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  aud  power  ; 
A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time  ; 
The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest-task  is  done 
Coiue  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home  ;  with  thee  the  tight  is  won. 

8  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  ray 
In  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high  ; 
And  all  the  rausomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Passed  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

«  Go  to  the  grave? — no,  take  thy  seat  above. 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 


946 


7,  6s,  &  8. 

Early  Death. 


84<i 


1  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

We  will  not  weep  for  thee ; 
For  thou  art  now  where  oft  on  earth 
Thy  spirit  longed  to  be. 

2  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

Thine  is  an  early  tomb  ; 
But  Jesus  summoned  thee  away  ; 
Thy  Saviour  called  thee  home. 

3  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

Thy  toils  and  cares  are  o'er ; 
And  sorrow,  pain,  and  suffering,  now 
Shall  ne'er  distress  thee  more. 

4  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest; 

And  this  shall  be  our  prayer,— 
That,  when  we  reach  our  journey's  end, 
Thy  glory  we  may  share. 


3  "  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
They're  present  with  the  Lord ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward." 


948 


947 


C.  M. 


8«9 


Those  blessed  who  die  in  the  Lord. 
I  Hear  what  the  voioe  from  heaven  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead: 
"  Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names. 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

8  "  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest ; 
How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
?Tom  suffering  aud  from  sin  released, 
They're  freed  from  every  snare. 


L.  M. 

Asleep  in  Jesus. 


1  Asleep  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep, 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  Death  has  lost  his  venomed  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest: 
No  fear,  no  woe  Bhall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 


949 


L.  M. 

Death  of  an  Infant. 


838 


1  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour; 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly. 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  healing  art, 
To  soothe  the  anguish  of  the  heart? 
Spirit  of  grace,  be  ever  nigh; 

Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Let  gentle  patience  smile  on  pain, 
Till  dying  hope  revives  again ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  ey< 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 


950  8s  &  7s.  848 

Comfort  in  the  Death  of  the  Christian. 

1  Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  these  you  love ; 
Pain  and  death  and  night  and  anguish 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying, 

Lonely/through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Endless  pleasure  pain  excluding, 

Sickness  there  no  more  can  come; 
There,  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding, 
Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment'i  gloom. 


176 


RESURRECTION  AND  JUDGMENT. 


951  8s  &  7s.  848 

FereweU  to  a  Cfiristian  Sister. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber,— 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  8o  low; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled ; 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 


RESURRECTION  AND  JUDG- 
MENT. 

952  S.  M.  835 

This  Mortal  shall  put  on  Immortality. 

1  And  must  this  body  die? 

This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  moldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace. 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape  and  every  face 

Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dyin"  love ; 
We  would  adore  nis  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

953  7s.  6l.  861 

Life  brought  to  Light  by  the  Gospel. 

1  Earth  to  earth,  and  dust  to  dust, 
Lord,  we  own  the  sentence  just ; 
Head  and  tongue,  and  hand  and  heart, 
All  in  guilt  have  borne  their  part; 
Righteous  is  the  common  doom, 

All  must  molder  in  the  tomb. 

2  Lord,  from  nature's  gloomy  night 
Turn  we  to  the  gospel's  light ; 
Thou  didst  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
Thou  wilt  all  thy  people  save; 
Ransomed  by  thy  blood,  the  just 
Rise  immortal  from  the  dust. 


954 


C.  M. 


CM 

The  Dead  shall  live  again. 

1  Thro'  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path. 

Amid  the  deepening  gloont. 
We,  followers  of  our  sufl'ering  Lord, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  Yet  not  thus  hopeless,  in  the  grave, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie : 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

3  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  archangel's  trump  shall  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

4  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays. 
And  the  long-silent  voice  awake 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 


955 


L.  M. 


836 


The  Lord's  Coming. 

1  The  Lord  will  come ;  the  earth  shall  quake; 
The  hills  their  ancient  seats  forsake ; 
And,  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come ;  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came,— 

A  quiet  Lamb  to  slaughter  led,— 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come ;  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

4  Can  this  be  he  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride  t 
0  God,  is  this  the  Crucified  ? 

5  Go,  tyrants,  to  the  rocks  complain ; 
Go,  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain ; 
But  faith,  victorious  o'er  the  tomb. 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 


956 


5,  7s,  &  4. 


Saints  and  Sinners  judged. 

1  Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders,— 

Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders. 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ; 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing. 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine; 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing 
Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine : " 

Gracious  Saviour. 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 


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177 


3  At  hie  call  the  dead  awaken. 

RiBe  to  life  froin  earth  and  sea; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
Ry  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

I  Rut  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Loved,  and  served  the  Lord  below , 
'Te  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed ; 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow : 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 


957  C.  M.  88? 

Because  I  live,  ye  shall  live  also. 

1  When  downward  to  the  darksome  tomb 

I  thoughtful  turn  my  eyes, 
Frail  nature  trembles  at  the  gloom, 
And  anxious  fears  arise. 

2  Why  shrinks  my  soul?   In  death's  embrace 

Once  Jesus  captive  slept ; 
AiK»  angels,  hovering  o'er  the  place, 
His  lowly  pillow  kept. 

3  Thus  shall  they  guard  my  sleeping  dust, 

And,  as  the  Saviour  rose, 
The  grave  again  shall  yield  her  trust, 
And  end  my  deep  repose. 

4  My  Lord,  before  to  glory  gone, 

Shall  bid  me  come  away ; 
And  calm  and  bright  shall  break  the  dawn 
Of  heaven's  eternal  day. 


958        ■  8s,  7s,  &  4.  ««, 

Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 

1  Lo!  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train: 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  shall  forever  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him. 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ! 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
Pierced,  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Now  the  Saviour,  long  expected, 

See,  in  solemn  pomp,  appear; 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air. 

Hallelujah ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear. 


959  L.  M.  8tt6 

The  Lord  Jesus  revealed  from  Heaven. 

1  The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day. 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  1 
How  snail  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Resounds  the  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  . 

3  Oh,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  0  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 


960 


S.  M. 


ttS4 


Resurrection  and  Judgment. 

1  Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  the  grave  must  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned. 
And  see  the  flaming  skies. 

2  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb? 

With  triumph  or  regret? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing,  meet  ? 

3  I  must  from  God  be  driven. 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
Must  come,  at  his  command,  to  heaven, 
Or  else  depart— to  hell. 

4  0  thou  that  wouldest  not  have 

One  wretched  sinner  die. 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery, 

5  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe. 
That,  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

961  C.  M.  811 

Everlasting  Absence  of  God  intolerable. 

1  That  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge 
And  pass  the  solemn  tt6t. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart ! " 

3  Jesus.  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast; 
Without  one  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

4  Oh,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 


178 


RESURRECTION  AND  JUDGMENT. 


962 


S.  M. 


Solemn  Questions. 

1  And  will  the  Judge  descend? 

And  must  the  dead  arise, 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 

His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day,  , 

When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Come,  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

963  C.  P.  M.  8.{0 

Be  thou  my  Hiding-place. 

1  When  thou.my  righteousJudge.shaltcome 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die,' 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all; 
But,— can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought^  — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace ; 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 

In  this,  th'  accepted  day; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


964 


C.  P.  M. 


880 


Solemnity  of  Life. 

1  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

The  inexorable  throne. 

2  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies ; 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure. 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

3  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray; 

Be  thou  my  Guide,  be  thou  my  Way 

To  glorious  happiness. 
Ah !  write  thy  pardon  on  my  heart, 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Lot  me  depart  in  peace. 


9tf5 


G.  P.  M. 


Contemplation  of  Judgment. 

1  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert. 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart, 

Eternal  tnings  impress ; 
Cause  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight. 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

2  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

3  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear, 

Eternal  bliss  t'  insure,— 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will. 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

4  Then,  Father,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above, 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
An!  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


HEAVEN 


966 


C.  M. 


Th$  Attractions  of  Heaven. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 

Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 


2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-fading  flowers : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
That  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green: 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 


HEAVEN. 


179 


4  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove,— 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise,— 
And  s<-e  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  uubeclouded  eyes,— 

5  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er.— 
Nut  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  share. 


967  7s  &  6s. 

The  Paradise  eternal. 

1  0  paradise  eternal. 

What  bliss  to  enter  thee, 
And  once  within  thy  portals, 
Secure  forever  be ! 

2  In  thee  no  sin  nor  sorrow, 

No  pain  nor  death  is  known; 
But  pure  glad  life,  enduring 
As  heaven's  benignant  throne. 

3  There  God  shall  be  our  portion,. 

And  we  his  jewels  be; 
And  gracing  his  bright  mansions, 
His  smile  reflect  and  see. 

4  0  paradise  eternal, 

What  joys  in  thee  are  known  ! 
0  God  of  mercy,  guide  us, 
Till  all  be  felt  our  own. 


968  7s. 

The  Redeemed  i 


Heaven. 


1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  exulting,  happy  throng. 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  almighty  name : 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  : 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 


969  C.  M.  888 

The  Peace  and  Repose  of  Heaven. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 

For  tbose  with  cares  oppressed, 
When  sighs  aud  sorrowing  tears  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'Tis  then  the  soul  is  fr^ed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy; 
Then  they  that  oft  have  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Wbere  storms  assail  no  more; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

970  C.  M. 

Earthly  and  heavenly  Good  compared. 

1  These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade! 

How  swift  they  pass  away  ! 
The  dying  flower  reclines  its  head, 
The  beauty  of  a  day. 

2  Soon  are  those  earthly  treasures  lost 

We  fondly  call  our  own ; 
We  scarcely  can  possession  boast, 
Before  we  find  them  gone. 

3  But  there  are  joys  which  cannot  die, 

With  God  laid  up  in  store, 
Treasures  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
More  bright  than  golden  ore. 

4  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scattered  here  below. 
In  fair  and  fertile  fields  above 
To  ample  harvest  grow. 


971 


L.  M. 


8a: 


The  heavenly  Land. 

1  There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen, 

In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain  ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  mor^ 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies. 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light  • 
It  bath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 


180 


HEAVEN. 


972 


C.  M. 

No  Sin  in  Heaven. 


1  Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 
Unbounded  (glories  rise. 
And  realms  of  joy  and  pure  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

t  Fair,  distant  land !— could  mortal  eyes 
But  half  its  charms  explore. 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more ! 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know,— 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  nev?r  enter  there. 

4  Oh,  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love ! 
Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire, 
Bear  every  thought  above. 


973 


10s. 


880 

No  Night  in  Heaven. 

1  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven;  no  gathering  gloom 
Shall  o'er  that  glorious  landscape  ever  come ; 
No  tears  shall  fall  in  sadness  o'er  those  flowers 
That  breathe  their  fragrance  through  celestial 

bowers. 

2  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven  ;  no  dreadful  hour 
Of  mental  darkness,  of  the  tempter's  power; 
Across  those  skies  no  euvinus  clouds  shall  roll, 
To  dim  the  sunlight  of  the  raptured  soul. 

3  No  night  shall  be  in  heaven  ;  no  sorrow's  reign  ; 
No  secret  anguish,  no  corporeal  pain  ; 

No  shivering  limbs,  no  burning  fever  there  ; 
No  soul's  eclipse,  no  winter  of  despair. 

4  No  night  shall  he  in  heaven,  but  endless  noon  ; 
No  fast  declining  sun,  no  waning  moon  ; 

But  there  the  Lamb  shall  yield  perpetual  light 
Mid  pastures  green  and  waters  ever  bright. 


974 


S.  M. 


Dwelling  with  God. 

1  "  Forever  with  the  Lord !  " 

Amen  !  so  let  it  be ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word,- 
'Tig  immortality. 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him,  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high.— 

Home  of  my  soul,— how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear! 

4  "  Forever  with  the  Lord ! " 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfil. 


975  7s  &  6s. 

Jerusalem  the  Golden. 

1  Jerusalem  the  golden, 

With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppress'd: 
I  know  not,  oh,  I  know  not 

What  joys  await  us  there : 
What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  bliss  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Sion, 

Conjubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng : 
The  Prince  io  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  deck'd  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David, 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  Bhout  of  them  that  feast ; 
And  they,  who  with  their  Leader 

Have  conquer'd  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 


851 


976 


8s  &  6s. 

Best  in  Heaven. 


84t 


1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 

'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear,— 'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven, 
A  nd  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom. 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  : 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

977       S.  M.   Double.        84B 

A  Mansion  not  built  with  Hands. 
I  I  have  a  home  above. 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
A  mansion  which  eternal  love 

Denigned  and  formed  for  me. 
My  Father's  gracious  hand 

Has  built  this  sweet  abode; 
From  everlasting  it  was  planned 

My  dwelling-place  with  God. 


HEAVEN. 


18] 


2  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure  ; 
Hejjpasg'd  through  death's  dark  raging  floo 

To  make  my  rest  secure. 
The  Comforter  is  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given ; 
He  leadB  me  onward  to  the  home 

Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 

S  Loved  ones  are  gone  before, 

Whose  pilgrim  days  are  done  ; 
I  soon  shall  greet  them  on  that  shore 

Where  partings  are  unknown. 
Bat  more  than  all.  I  long 

His  glories  to  behold, 
Whose  smile  fills  all  that  radiant  throng 

With  ecstacy  untold 


978  6s&4s. 

My  Home  is  in  Heaven. 

1  I'm  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear. 

Heaven  is  my  home : 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand ; 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland,— 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage ; 

Heaven  is  my  home  : 
Time's  cold  and  wint'ry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast ; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last,— 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side,— 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
I  shall  be  glorified,— 

Heaven  is  my  home : 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best. 
And  there  I,  too,  shall  rest ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

979  C.  M. 

The  heavenly  Mansion. 


840 


S81 


1  There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 

Then,  0  my  60ul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace. 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven. 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  plaee, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 
lit 


4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word ; 

But  while  the  body  is  our  bome, 

We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 


980 


L.  M.  6l. 

Beautiful  Zion. 


1  Peautiful  Zion,  built  above, 
Beautiful  city,  that  I  love. 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearl  v  white. 
Beautiful  temple,— God  its  light,— 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary 
Opene  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 

2  Beautiful  heaven,  where  all  is  light, 
Beautiful  angels,  clothed  in  white, 
Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire. 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir,- 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet. 
Worshiping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

3  Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest,  all  wanderings  cease, 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace,— 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Savionr  see  : 
Haste  to  this  heavenly  home  with  me. 


981 


L.  M. 

Going  Home  to  Heaver. 


1  My  heavenly  home  is  bright  anrl  fair; 
Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there  : 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  6ky ; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  fre*>. 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 
Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow ; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 

A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  thmv.e. 


982 


CM. 

The  New  Jerusalem. 


4<88 


1  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home. 

Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end. 
In  joy  and  peace,  in  thee? 

2  Oh,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up; 
And  Sabbaths  hav<?  no  snd  ? 


182 


HEATEN. 


3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know ; 
Ble*t  *e;its,  through  rude  and  stormy  sceues, 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endlens  day. 

5  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


983 


S.  M. 

Aspiration  for  Heaven. 


1  Far  from  my  heavenly  home, 

Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 
Fainting  I  cry,  Blest  Saviour,  come, 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest. 

2  My  spirit  homeward  turns, 

And  fain  would  thither  flee; 
My  heart,  0  Zion,  droops  and  yearns, 
When  I  remember  thee. 

3  To  thee,  to  thee,  I  press, 

A  dark  and  toilsome  road; 
When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness. 
And  reach  the  saints'  abode. 

4  God  of  my  life,  be  near ; 

On  thee  my  hopes  I  cast; 
Oh,  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 
And  bring  nie  home  at  last ! 


985 


9s,  4s,  &  6s. 

Love,  Rest,  and  Home. 


984 


7s  &  6s. 


Longing  to  be  clothed  upon. 

1  Oh !  for  the  robes  of  whiteness ; 

Oh !  for  the  tearless  eyes ; 
Oh !  for  the  glorious  brightness 
Of  the  unclouded  skies. 

2  Oh  !  for  the  "  no  more  weeping ' 

Within  the  land  of  love,— 
The  endless  joy  of  keeping 
The  bridal  feast  above. 

3  Oh  !  for  the  hour  of  seeing 

My  Saviour  face  to  face,— 
The  joy  of  ever  being 
In  that  sweet  meeting-place. 

4  Jetus,  thou  King  of  glory, 

I  soon  shall  dwell  with  thee ; 
And  sing  the  wondrous  storv 
Of  all  thy  love  to  me. 


1  Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Lore,  rest,  and  home, — sweet,  sweet  home! 
Oh,  how  sweet  it  will  be  there  to  meet 
The  dear  loved  ones  at  home. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading, 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home,  Ac. 

3  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting 

I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting 
Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home,  Ac. 

4  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting, 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home,  Ac. 


986 


0.  M. 

Heaven  in  Prospect. 


1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand. 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green. 
And  rivers  of  delight 

3  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds  nor  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  s  e  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay; 
Though  Jordan's  wave*  should  rouad  me  roll, 
I'd  fearless  launch  away. 


PRAYER  FOR  CHRIST'S   COMING. 


183 


987 


S.  M. 


845 


The  Pilgrim's  Song. 
\  A  few  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb, 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  great  day ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 
1  A  few  more  struggles  here, 
A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

3  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
Th'  eternal  Sabbath-day. 

4  'Tis  but  a  little  while. 

And  he  shall  come  again, 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 
That  we  with  him  may  reign. 


988  C.  M.  88 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage. 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled. 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come. 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ! 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


PRAYER   FOR    CHRIST'S   COMING, 


989  7s.  8. 

Report  of  the  Watchman. 

1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night. 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are, 
Traveller!  o.eryon  mountain's  height, 
See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

2  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Traveller!  yes;  it  brings  the  day. 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 

<t  Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own ; 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

5  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveller !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

6  Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home, 
Traveller!  lo!  the  Prince  of  peace, 
Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 


849 


990  7s  &  6s. 

Looking  unto  Jesus. 


1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings; 

Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things. 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  ; 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove, 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source: 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies ; 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


181 


PRAYER  FOR  CHRIST'S  COMING 


991 


7s. 


818 


Hasten,  Lord,  the  promised  Hour. 

1  See  the  ransomed  millions  stand, 
Palms  of  conquest  in  their  hand  ; 
This  before  the  throne  their  strain, 
"  Hell  is  vanquished,  death  is  slain ! 

2  "  Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might. 
Are  the  Conqueror's  native  right ; 
Thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall,— 
Lamb  of  God,  and  Lord  of  all !" 

3  Hasten,  Lord,  the  promised  hour ; 
Come  in  glory  and  in  power; 
Still  thy  foes  are  unsubdued ; 
Nature  sighs  to  be  renewed. 

4  Time  has  nearly  reached  its  sum  ; 

All  things,  with  the  bride,  say  "  Come.' 
Jesus,  whom  all  worlds  adore, 
Come,  and  reign  for  evermore. 


992 


L.  M. 


88? 


Christ  the  Redeemer  <md  Judge. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 

The  wonders  uf  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  eternal  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed, 
Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

3  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move; 
Though  with  our  sins  Ave  pierced  him  once. 
Now  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

4  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail. 

While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  ; 
Come.  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 


993 


7s  &  6s. 

Watch. 


1  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers, 

And  let  your  lights  appear ! 
The  shades  of  eve  are  thickening, 
And  darker  night  is  near. 

2  The  Bridegroom  is  advancing ; 

Each  hour  he  draws  more  nigh; 
Up!  watch  and  pray,  nor  slumber: 
At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

3  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

O  Jesus,  now  appear 
Arise,  thou  Sun  so  looked  for. 
O'er  this  benighted  sphere. 

4  With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted. 

We  plead,  0  Lord,  to  see 

The  day  of  our  redemption, 

And  ever  be  with  thee. 


991 


S.  M. 


824 


The  watchj'ul  Servant. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait ; 
With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word. 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch  j— 'tis  your  Lord's  command; 

And  while  Ave  speak  he's  near  : 
Mark  every  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh,  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  Avith  rapture  see, 
And  be  Avith  honor  crowned. 


995 


C.  M. 


829 


Come,  Lord  Jesus. 

1  Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart, 

Star  of  the  coming  day, 
Arise,  and,  with  thy  morning  beams, 
Chase  all  our  griefs  away. 

2  Come,  blessed  Lord,  bid  every  shore 

And  ansAvering  island  sing 

The  praises  of  thy  royal  name. 

And  own  thee  as  their  King. 

3  Bid  the  Avhole  earth,  responsive  now 

To  the  bright  Avorld  above, 
Break  forth  in  rapturous  strains  of  joy, 
In  memory  of  thy  love. 

4  Lord,  Lord,  thy  fair  creation  groans,— 

The  earth,  the  air,  the  sea,— 
In  unison  Avith  all  our  hearts, 
And  calls  aloud  for  thee. 


996 


C.  M. 


828 


Kingdom  of  Christ  among  Men. 

1  Lo!  Avhat  a  glorious  sight  apppears 

To  our  believing  eyes ! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 
And  fled  the  rolling  skies. 

2  The  God  of  glory  doAvn  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode— 
His  saints  the  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  their  faithful  God. 

3  His  own  soft  hand  shall  Avipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye, 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself,  shall  die. 

4  Hoat  long,  dear  Saviour,  oh,  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 


PRAYER  FOR  CHRIST'S  COMING. 


185 


997 


7s. 

Come,  Lord  Jesus. 


816 


1  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come; 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ; 
Hear  the  Spirit  and  the  Bride ; 
Come,  and  take  us  to  thy  side. 

2  Thou  who  hast  our  place  prepared, 
Make  us  meet  for  our  reward ; 
Then  with  all  thy  saints  descend; 
Then  our  earthly  trials  end. 

3  Mindful  of  thy  chosen  race, 
Shorten  these  vindictive  days. 
Hear  us  now,  and  save  thine  own, 
Who  lor  full  redemption  groan. 

4  Take  to  thee  thy  royal  power; 
Reign,  when  sin  shall  he  no  more; 
Reign,  when  death  no  more  shall  be, 
Reign  to  all  eternity  ! 


998 


S.  M 


Longing  for  Christ. 

1  Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not ; 

Bring  the  long-looked-lor  day  ; 
Oh  !  why  these  years  of  waiting  here 
These  ages  of  delay? 

2  We  long  to  hear  thy  voice, 

To  see  thee  face  to  face. 
To  share  thy  crown  and  glory  then. 
As  now  we  share  thy  grace. 

3  Come,  and  make  all  things  new; 

Build  up  this  ruined  earth  ; 
Restore  our  faded  paradise- 
Creation's  second  birth. 
16* 


4  Come,  and  begin  thy  reign 
Ofoverlasting  peace; 
Come,  take  the  kingdom  to  thyself, 
Great  King  of  rignteoasnes6. 


999 


7.  6l. 

Till  he  some, 


1  '"Till  he  come,"— oh.  let  the  words 
Linger  on  the  trembling  chords; 
Let  the  little  while  between 

In  their  golden  light  be  seen  ; 

Let  us  think  how  heaven  and  home 

Lie  beyond  that  "Till  he  come." 

2  Clouds  and  conflicts  round  us  press ; 
Would  we  have  one  sorrow  less  ? 
All  the  sharpness  of  the  cross. 

All  that  tells  the  world  is  loss, 
Death  and  darkness  and  the  tomb, 
Only  wh.sper,  "Till  he  come." 

3  See,  the  feast  of  love  is  spread : 
Drink  the  wine,  and  break  the  bread. 
Sweet  memorials,— till  the  Lord 
Call  us  round  his  heavenly  board; 
Some  from  earth,  from  glory  some : 
Severed  only  "Till  he  come." 


1000 


L.  M. 

Praise  unceasing. 


To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son 
And  God  the  Spirit.  Three  in  One, 
From  all  above  and  all  below, 
Let  joyful  praise  unceasing  flow. 
Amen 


DOXOLOQIES. 


IT       \IT  90,  105 

Li.   M.  867,852 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son. 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven ! 

2  L.  M.  48 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ! 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ! 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 


L.  M. 

All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be ; 
All  praise  Eternal  Sou  to  thee ; 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore, 
forever  and  forevermore. 


4  L.  M. 

All  praise  and  glory  be  to  thee 
Whose  love  has  set  thy  people  free ; 
Like  praise  be  to  the  Father  done, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 

5  L.   M.  68,819 

To  God  the  Father.  God  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Unceasing  praise  and  glory  be, 
Now  and  through  all  eternity. 

6  L.   M.  70,867 

To  God  the  Father  let  us  sing; 
To  God  the  Son.  and  risen  King; 
And  equally  with  them  adore 
The  Spirit,  — God  forevermore. 

7  L.  M.  7fl,a61 

0  Lord,  the  Lord  of  lords,  to  thee 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  be; 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore, 
And  Holy  Ghost  forevermore. 


8  L.  M.  8r,886 

To  Father.  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 
Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

186 


88,891 


L.  M. 

0  Holy  Father,  Holy  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Thy  grace  devoutly  we  implore, 
Thy  name  be  praised  forevermore 


89 


10  L.  M. 

Glory  to  thee,  0  God,  most  high ! 
Father,  we  praise  thy  majesty  ! 
The  Son,  the  Spirit,  we  adore, 
One  Godhead,  blest  forevermore  1 


11  L-   M.  101,869 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 

Be  glory  from  the  angel  host, 
And  all  mankind  forevermore. 


12 


fi     TVT  68,141,165,818 
Kj.   1V1.       848,897,88? 


To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  whom  we  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

It*  C   M.  ggf  84 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

14  C.  M.  M,  „ 

0  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 
To  thee  be  praise,  great  Three  in  One 

From  thy  created  host. 


15  CM.  55,  !56 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
All  glorv  to  the  Son. 
"     y,  Holy  Ghost, 
endless  ages  run. 


All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  the*, 
While  i     ' 


16  CM.  e8,14S, 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 

Immortal  glory  be, 
Who  was,  and  is,  and  shall  be  still. 

To  all  eternity. 


DOXOLOOIES. 


187 


17 


S.  M. 


78,  270 


Te  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

18  S.  M. 

Praise  Christ,  the  only  Son ! 

Praise  to  the  Father  give ! 
Praise  to  the  Spirit!  One  alone, 

In  whom  alone  we  live. 


19 


S.  M. 


20 


The  Father  and  the  Son 

And  Spirit  we  adore ; 
We  praise,  we  bless,  we  worship  thee, 

Both  now  and  evermore. 

S.  M.  tl 

Praise  to  the  Saviour  Son, 
Who  came  to  seek  the  lost ; 

And  praise  be  to  the  Father  done 
And  to  the  Holy  Ghost. 


21 


S.  M. 


To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit  glory  be, 
Now  whilst  the  years  of  time  shall  run, 

And  through  eternity. 


S.  M. 

Lord  Jesus  Christ,  the  Son, 

To  thee  all  glory  be, 
With  Father,  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

Through  all  eternity. 


825 


23 


n 


25 


7s. 


109,812,895 


Holy  Father,  Holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Praise  and  glory  be  to  thee 
Now  and  through  eternity. 

Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Father,  unto  thee  we  raise ; 
Bison  Son,  all  praise  to  thee. 
With  the  Spirit,  ever  be. 

7s. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love: 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost. 


816 


26  7s. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven. 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise, 

As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

27  7s.  6l.  18 

Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 


28 


29 


7s.  6l.  , 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might, 
And  dominion  infinite, 
To  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 
To  the  Spirit,  and  the  Word; 
As  it  was  all  worlds  before, 
Is,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

7s  &  6s. 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  we  adore, 
Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host 

To  praise  thee  evermore : 
Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

All  glory  be  to  thee ! 


30 


7s  &  6s. 


11,178 
888,881 


To  thee  be  praise  forever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sings; 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

31  10s. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
Eternal  praise  and  worship  be  addressed-, 
From  age  to  age,  ye  saints  his  name  adore 
And  spread  his  fame,  till  time  shall  be  nc 


32  8s&7s.        801,a« 

Praise  the  God  of  all  creation  : 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love. 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation,— 

Priest  and  King,  enthroned  above. 
Praise  the  Fountain  of  salvation,— 

Him  by  whom  our  spirits  live; 
Undivided  adoration 

To  the  one  Jehovah  give. 


188 


DOXOLOGIES. 


33 


34 


35 


8s  &  7s.  110 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven ; 

Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise ; 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 

Glory  through  eternal  days. 

8s  &  7s.  6L.  260 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Spirit, 

Everlasting  Three  in  One : 
Thee  let  heaven  and  earth  adore, 
Now,  henceforth,  and  evermore. 

8s,  7s,  &  4.      aee,  8©6 

Great  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne; 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

36  C.  P.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 


37 


L.  P.  M. 


Now  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given. 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

38  H.  M. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit  ever  blest, 

Eternal  three  in  One 

All  worship  be  addrest : 

As  heretofore        I      And  shall  be  so 

It  was,  is  now,     |      For  evermore. 


39 


H.  M. 


To  God  the  Father's  throne 
Your  highest  honors  raise; 

Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise ; 

With  all  our  powers.  Eternal  King, 

Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores 


40 


5s  &  6s. 


41 


By  angels  in  heaven 

Of  every  degree 
And  saints  upon  earth, 

All  praise  be  addressed; 
To  God  in  Three  persons, - 

One  God  ever-blest ; 
As  hath  been,  and  now  is, 

And  always  shall  be. 


6s  &  4s. 


To  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

All  praise  be  given ! 
Crown  him  in  every  song ; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong ; 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong 

On  earth,  in  heaves  I 


42 


10s  &  lis. 


Give  glory  to  God,  ye  children  of  men, 
And  publish  abroad,  again  and  again. 
The  Son's  glorious  merit,  the  Father's  free 

grace, 
The  gift  of  the  Spirit  to  Adam's  lost  race. 


43 


lis. 


0  Father,  Almighty,  to  thee  be  addressed. 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever 

blest, 
All  glory  and  worship,  from  earth  and  from 

heaven, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given 


SELECTIONS    FOR    CHANTING, 

AND  OTHER  SELECTIONS.* 


1  Gloria  in  Exctlsit.  859 

1  Glory  be  to  |  God  on  |  high,  |  and  on 
earth  |  peace,  good-  |  will  towards  | 


2  We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  |  wor- 

ship |  thee,  II  we  glorify  thee,  we  give 
thankB  to  |  thee  for  |  thy  great  |  glory. 

3  0  Lord  God.  I  heavenly  I  King,  |  God  the 

I  Father  |  Al-  I  mighty ; 

4  0  Lord,  the  only  begotten  Son  I  Jesus  | 

Christ;  1  O  Lord  God,  Lamb  of  God,  | 
Son— |  of  the  |  Father: 

5  That  takest  away  the  |  sins  * '  of  the  | 

world,  1  have  mercy  up-  |  on  —  |  us. 

6  Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins  *  *  of  the 

I  world,  5  have  mercy  up-  |  on  —  |  us. 

7  Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins  •  'of  the 

world,  8  re- 1  ceive  our  |  prayer. 

8  Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  I 

God  the  |  Father,  ||  have  mercy  up-  | 
on  —  |  us. 

9  For  thou  I  only ' '  art  |  holy ;  J  thou  |  only 

I  art  the  |  Lord. 

10  Thou  only,  0  Christ,  with  the  |  Holy  | 
Ghost,  1  art  most  high  in  the  |  glory  "  ' 
of  |  God  the  |  Father.  I    A- 1  men. 


6  Solo.  The  goodly  fellowship  of  the  pro- 
phets |  praise  I  thee.  | 

7  Solo.  The  noble  army  of  martyrs  I  prafee 
I  thee.  | 

8  Chorus.  The  holy  church,  throughout 
all  the  world,  doth  ac-  |  knowledge  | 
thee:  1 

Full  chorHs.  The  Father,  of  an  |  infinite 

I  majes-  I  ty;  | 
Thine  adorable,  true,  and  I  only  Son ;  1 
Also  the  Holy  |  Ghost,  the  |  Comfort-  |  er. 

9  Thou   art  the  King  of  glory,  I  0  —  I 
Christ.  1  Thou  art  the  everlasting  Son  | 

of  the  |  Fa —  |  ther. 

10  When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  de-  | 
liver  |  man,  1  thou  didst  humble  thyself 
to  be  born  |  of  a  |  vir —  I  gin. 

11  When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  |  sharp- 
ness of  |  death,  i  thou  didst  open  the 
kingdom  of  heaven  to  |  all  be-— | 
liev- 1  ere. 

1 2  Thou  sittest  at  the  right  I  hand  of  I  God,  J 
in  the  glory  |  of  the  |  Fa-—  |  ther. 

13  We  believe  that  thou  Bhalt  come  to  |  be 
our  |  Judge.  | 

We  therefore  pray  thee,  help  thy  ser- 
vants, whom  thou  hast  redeemed  | 
with  thy  |  precious  |  blood. 

14  Make  them  to  be  numbered  I  with  thy  | 
saints,  I  in  |  glory  I  ever- 1  lasting. 

15  0  Lord,  save  thy  people,  and  bless  thine 
I  herl- 1  tage.  J 

Govern  them,  and  lift  them  I  up  for- 1 
ev —  |  er. 

16  Day  by  day  we  |  magnify  I  thee:  I 
And  we  worship  thy  name  |  ever,  |  world 

without  |  end. 

17  Vouchsafe,  0  Lord,  to  keep  us  this  day 
with —  |  out  |  sin.  | 

0  Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  have  | 
mercy  up- 1  on  —  |  U9. 

13  0  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  b«  upon  us,  as  our 
trust  is  |  in  |  thee.  | 
0  Lord,  in  thee  have  I  trusted;  let  me  | 
never  |  be  con-  |  founded. 

*  Figures  to  the  right  indicate  ibe  page  of  the  Baptist  Hymn  and  Tuoe  Book  where  each  selection 
will  be  found. 


Te  Deum  Laudamus. 


860 


1  We  praise  thee,  0  God ;  we  acknowledge 

thee  to  |  be  the  |  Lord.  | 
All  the  earth  doth  worship  thee,  the  | 
Father  j  ever- 1  lasting. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  |  cry  a- 1  loud ;  I  the 

heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  powers  there- 1 
in. 

3  To  thee,  cherubim  and  I  sera-  I  phim  I 

con- 1  tinu- 1  ally  do  |  cry, 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  of  I  Saba- 1 

oth ;  |  heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  the 
majesty  |  of  thy  |  glo-  —  |  ry. 

5  Solo.  The  glorious  company  of  the  apos- 

tles |  praise  |  thee.  | 


190 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 


Blest  is  the  hour. 


861 


1  Blest  is  the  hour  wnen  cares  depart, 

And  earthly  |  scenes  are  |  far,  —  || 
When  tears  of  woe  forget  to  start, 
And  gently  dawns  upon  the  heart, 

Devotion's  |  holy  |  star. 

2  Blest  is  the  place  where  angels  hend 

To  hear  our  |  worship  I  rise,  || 
Where  kindred  thoughts  their  musings 

blend, 
And  all  the  soul's  affections  tend 

Beyond  the  |  veiling  |  skies. 

3  Blest  are  the  hallowed  vows  that  bind 

Man  to  his  |  work  of  I  love,—  II 
Bind  him  to  cheer  the  humble  mind, 
Console  the  weeping,  lead  the  blind, 

And  guide  to  I  joys  a-  I  bove. 

4  Sweet  shall  the  song  of  glory  swell, 

Spirit  di-  |  vine,  to  |  thee,  | 
When  they  whose  work  is  finished  well 
In  thy  own  courts  of  rest  shall  dwell,  | 

Blest  * '  through  e- 1  ternity.  || 

A- 1  men. 


Jubilate. 


863 


1  Oh,  be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  I  all  ye  | 

lands ;  I  serve  the  Lord  with  gladness, 
and  come  before  his  |  presence  |  with  a 
I  song. 

2  Be  ye  sure  that  the  Lord  |  he  is  |  God ;  || 

it  is  he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we 
ourselves ;  we  are  his  people,  |  and  the 
I  sheep  * "  of  his  |  pasture. 

3  Oh,  go  your  way  into  his  gates  with 

thanksgiving,  and  into  his  |  courts 
with  |  praise;  B  be  thankful  unto  him, 
and  |  speak  good  |  of  his  |  name. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  gracious,  his  mercy  is  | 

ever- 1  lasting,  land  his  truth  endureth 
from  gene-  |  ration  to  |  gene-  |  ration. 

I  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  to  the  | 
Son,  \  and  |  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost, 

6  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now.  and 
I  ever  |  shall  be,  fl  world  with-  j  out 
end.  |    A- 1  men. 

5  Psalm  Ixvii.  868 

Sal:  1  God  he  merciful  unto  |  us,  and  | 
hlessus;  ||  Chorus  —  and  cause  his 
face  to  |  shine  up-  |  on  us. 

■Solo.  2  That  thy  way  may  be  known  up-  | 
on—  |  earth,  (  Chorus  —  thy  saving 
health  a-  |  mong  all  |  nations. 

80IO.  i  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  O  I 
God;  B  Chorue  —  let  all  the  people 
I  praise  —  |  thee. 


Solo.  4  Oh,  let  the  nations  be  glad  and  | 
sing  for  I  joy:  |  Chorus—  for  thou 
sbalt  judge  the  people  righteously; 
and  govern  the  nations  up-  |  on— 
I  earth. 

Solo.  5  Let  the  people  praise  j  thee,  0  I 
God;  I  Chorus  —  let  all  the  people 
I  praise  |  thee. 

Solo.  6  Then  shall  the  earth  |  yield  her  |  in- 
crease :  8  Chorus— and  God,  even 
our  own  |  God,  shall  |  bless  us. 

Solo.  7  God  shall  |  bless—  |  us;  ||  Chorus  — 
and  all  the  ends  of  the  |  earth 
shall  I  fear  him.  |]    A- 1  men. 


Psalm  xxiii. 


868 


1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd:  1 1  shall  not  | 

want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pas- 

tures; he  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  | 
wa —  I  ters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul ;   he  leadeth  me 

in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for  his  I 
name's—  |  sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley 

of  the  shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no 
evil :  for  thou  art  with  me ;  thy  rod 
and  thy  staff  they  |  comfort  |  me. 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the 

presence  of  mine  enemies,  thou  anoint- 
est  my  head  with  oil ;  my  |  cup  "  "  run- 
neth I  over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow 

me  all  the  days  of  my  life;  and  I  will 
dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord,  for-  | 
ev-—  I  er.  ||    A-  |  men. 


Revelation  iv.  8.  11 ;  v.  12,  IS. 


118 

864 


1  Holy,  holy,  holy  |   Lord  ■  ■  God  Al-  | 

mighty,  || 
Which  was.  and  |  is,  and  |  is  to  |  come. 

2  Thou   art  worthy,  0   Lord,  to  receive 

glory,  and  |  honor,  '  '  and  I  power;  1 
For  thou  hast  created  all  things, 
And  for  thy  pleasure  they  |  are  and  I 

were  ere-  I  ated. 

3  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  |  that  was  |  slain,  !| 
To    receive    power,    and     riches,    and 

wisdom, 
And    strength,   and  |  honor,  "  '  and  | 
glory, '  •  and  I  blessing. 

4  Blessing,  and  honor,  and  |  glory, "  '  and 

I  power,  || 
Be    unto   him    that   sitteth    upon    the 

throne, 
And  uuto  the  |  Lamb,  for-  |  ever  * "  and  ' 

ever.  |    A- 1  men. 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 


191 


Psalm  cxxxvi. 


113,  864 


Solo.    1  Oli,  give  thanks  nnto  the  Lord,  for 
he  is  good : 
Cltorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.    2  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of 
gods: 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever 

Solo.    3  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  of 
lords: 
Chorus.  Fur  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.    4  To   him   who   alone   doeth   great 
wonders : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

8olo.    5  To  him  that  hy  wisdom  made  the 
heavens : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.    6  To  him  that  stretched  out  the  earth 
above  the  waters : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.    7  To  him  that  made  great  lights : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.    8  The  sun  to  rule  by  day ;  the  moon 
and  stars  to  rule  by  night : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.    9  To  him  that  smote  Egypt  in  their 
first-born : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

3olo.  10  And    brought    out    Israel    from 
among  them : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.  11  Who  remembered  us  in  our  low 
estate : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.  12  And  hath  redeemed  us  from  our 
enemies: 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Solo.  13  Who  giveth  food  to  all  flesh: 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

8olo.  14  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of 
heaven : 
Chorus.  For  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 
A-  |  men. 


Psalm  crix. 


S5S,  865 


1  Thy  word  is  a  lamp  unto  my  feet,  and  a 
light  un-  |  to  my  |  path ;  | 
The  entrance  of  thy  word  giveth  light ; 
it  giveth  under-  |  standing  '  "  un-  |  to 
the  |  simple. 

7  I  will  delight  myself  in  thy  statutes ;  I 
will  not  for-  |  get  thy  |  word,  | 
So  shall  I  keep  thy  law  continually,  for- 
I  »ver  and  I  ev —  |  er. 


3  The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  com-  I 

verting  the  |  soul :  | 
The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  |  right,  re-  | 
joicing  the—  |  heart. 

4  Oh,  that  my  ways  \  ere  directed  to  |  keep 

thy  |  statutes !  | 
Incline  thine  ear  unto  me,  and  write  thy 
I  law  up-  |  on  my  r  heart. 


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Psalm  cv.  —  ConanCs  Version.      365 

1  Give  thanks  to  Jehovah :  call  up-  |  on 

his  |  name,  J  make  known  his  |  deeds 
a-  |  mong  the  |  peoples. 

2  Sing  to  him,  sing  |  praise  to  I  him  j  |  talk 

of  |  all  his  |  wondrous  |  works. 

3  Glory  in  his  I  holy  |  name :  I  let  tke  heart 

of  them  that  |  seek  Je-  |  hovah  "  re-  | 
joice. 

4  Seek  after  Jehovah  |  and  his  I  strength ;  | 

seek  his  |  face,  seek  his  |  face  ever-  | 
more. 

Coda.  —  Hallelujah! 

11  Psalm  cxx»  866 

1  Out  of  the  depths  have  I  cried  unto  I 

thee,  0  |  Lord. 

2  Lord,  hear  my  voice ;  let  thine  ears  be 

attentive  to  the  |  voice  "  ■  of  my  I  sup- 
pli-  |  cations. 

3  If  thou,  Lord,  shouldst  mark  iniquities, 

0  Lord,  |  who  shall  |  stand? 

4  But  there  is  forgiveness  with  thee,  that 

I  thou  —  |  mayest  •  *  be  |  feared. 

5  I  wait  for  the  Lord,  my  soul  doth  wait, 

and  in  his  |  word  "  •  do  I  |  hope. 

6  My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  more  than 

they  that  watch  for  the  morning  1  say, 
I  more  than  '  '  they  that  |  watch  "  for 
the  |  morning. 

7  Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord:  for  with 

the  Lord  there  is  mercy,  and  with  him 
is  |  plenteous  "  •  re-  |  demption. 

8  And  he  shall  redeem  Israel  from  |  all  — 

I  his  in-  |  iquities. 

1.-*      Psalm  xxix.  —  ConanCs  Version.     866 

4  Give  to  Jehovah,  ye  |  sons  of  I  God,  I  giv« 
to  Je-  |  hovah  |  glory  and  |  strength. 

2  Give  to  Jehovah  the  glory  |  of  his  ( 
name  ;  I  worship  Jehovah  in  th«  1 
beauty  of  |  holi-  |  seas. 


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3  The  voice  of  Jehovah  is  on  the  waters ; 

the  God  of  |  glory  |  thunders.  I   Jeho- 
vah is—  |  on  the  |  great  -  -  |  waters. 

4  The  voice  of  Je- 1  hovah  is  |  mighty ;   1 

the  voice  of  Jehovah  is  |  full  of  |  ma- 
jes-  |  ty. 

5  The  voice  of  Jehovah  |  breaks  the  J  ce- 

dars ;  i  and  Jehovah  |  breaks  the  |  ce- 
dars '  "  of  |  Lebanon. 

6  The  voice  of  Jehovah  |  shakes  the  |  wil- 

derness; 1  Jehovah  shakes  the  |  wilder- 
|  ness  of  |  Kadesh. 

7  Jehovah  sat  in  judgment  |  at  the  |  flood;  8 

and  Jehovah  |  sits  "  "  a  I  king  '  '  for-  | 


8  Jehovah  will  give  strength  I  to  his  |  peo- 
ple ;  |  Jehovah  will  |  bless  his  |  people 
with  |  peace. 


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Psalm  xxiv.  —  ConanVs  Version.     867 


1  The  earth  is  Jehovah's,  and  the  |  full- 

ness '  "  there-of ;  ||  the  world  and  |  they 
that  |  dwell  there- 1  in. 

2  For  he  founded  it  up-  |  on  the  |  seas,  || 

and  established  |  it  up- 1  on  the  |  floods. 

3  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  |  mount '  "  of 

Je-  |  hovah,  ||  and  who  shall  stand  |  in 
his  |  holy  |  place  ? 

4  He  that  has  clean  hands,  and  a  I  pure  -  • 

heart;  ||  who  has  not  lifted  up  his  soul 
to  vanity,  and  |  has  not  |  sworn  de-  | 
ceitfully. 

5  He  shall  receive  a  blessing  |  from  Je-  | 

hovah,  |  and  righteousness  from  the  | 
God  of  |  his  sal-  |  vation. 

6  This  is  the  generation  of  I  them  that  | 

seek  him,  |  that  seek  thy  |  face,  -  -  | 
even  |  Jacob. 

7  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates,  and  lift 

yourselves  up,  ye  ever-  |  lasting  | 
doors,  I  that  the  King  of  |  glory  |  may 
come  |  in. 

8  Who  is  this,  the  |  King  of  |  glory?  1    Je- 

hovah, strong  and  mighty;  Je-  |  ho- 
vah, |  mighty  '  *  in  I  battle. 

9  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates,  and  lift  up, 

ye  ever-  |  lasting  |  doors,  H  that  the 
King  of  |  glory  |  may  come  |  in. 

10  Who  then  is  he,  the  |  King  of— glory?  \ 
Jehovah  of  hosts  ;  he  |  is  the  |  King  of 
I  glory. 


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Psalm  cxxii.—  ConatWt  Version.    876 

1  I  will  lift  my  eyes  unto  the  mountains: 

From  whence  shall  |  my  help  |  come?  | 
My  help  is  from  Jehovah,  who  made  | 
heaven  and  |  earth. 

2  Let  him  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  waver 

He  that  keeps  thee,  |  let  him  not  | 
slumber.  |  Behold  he  will  not  slum- 
ber, and  will  not  sleep,  that  |  keeps  -  - 
I  Israel. 

Jehovah  is  thy  keeper;  Jehovah  is  thy 
shade  on  |  thy  right  I  hand.  B  By  day 
the  sun  shall  not  smite  thee,  nor  the  | 
moon  by  |  night. 

4  Jehovah  will  keep  thee  from  all  evil  ; 
He  will  |  keep  thy  |  soul.  1  Jehovah 
will  keep  thy  going  out  and  thy  com- 
ing in,  henceforth  and  for-  |  ev  -  -  er- 1 
more. 

15  Psalm  xlvi.  868 

1  God  is  our  |  refuge  and  |  strength,  I  a 

very  present  |  help  in  |  trouble.  || 
Therefore  will  not  we  fear,  though  the 
I  earth  ' "  be  re-  |  moved,  ||  and  though 
the  mountains  be  carried  in-  |  to  the  | 
midst  of  the  |  sea ; 

2  Though  the  waters  thereof  |  roar  and  be 

I  troubled,  ||  though  the  mountains 
shake  with  the  |  swelling "  *  there-  |  of.  § 
There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof 
shall  make  glad  the  |  city  of  |  God,  I 
the  holy  place  of  the  tabernacles  |  of 
the  |  Most—  |  High. 

3  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her;  she  shall  | 

not  be  |  moved;  I  God  shall  help  her, 
and  |  that  right  |  early,  i    The  Lord  of 

I  hosts  is  |  with  us ;  |  the  God  of  |  Jacob 

I  is  our  |  refuge. 

4  Be  still,  and  know  that  |  I  am  |  God :  9  I 

will  be  exalted  among  the  heathen.  I 
will  be  exalted  I  in  the  I  earth.  J  The 
Lord  of  |  hosts  is  |  with  us ;  ||  the  God 
of  |  Jacob  |  is  our  |  refuge. 

16  The  Lord's  Prayer.     859,  868 

1  Our  Father  who  art  in  heaven;  |  hal- 

lowed |  be  thy  |  name :  | 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  on 
|  earth  *  *  as  it  j  ib  in  I  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  |  day  our—  |  daily  |  bread;  H 
And  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  for- 
give them  that  |  trespass ' '  a-  |  gainst  — 

I  us. 

3  And  lead  us,  not  into  temptation,  but  de- 

I  liver  |  us  from  |  evil ;  | 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power, 
and  thb  glory,  forever.  |  A  —  [  —  |  men. 


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Prayer  of  Habakkuk. 
Habakkuk,  chup.  iii. 


1  0  Lord,  I  have  heard  thy  |  speech  and  — 

was  a-  |  fraid ;  O  I  Lord.  H  revive  thy 
work  in  the  midst  of  the  years, —  in 
the  midst  of  the  |  years  make— known; 
ill  |  wrath  re  —  member  mercy.  ||  God 
I  came  from  |  Teman,  ||  and  the  Holy 
One  from  mount  I  Paran.  |  His  glory 
covered  the  heavens,  aud  the  |  earth 
was  full  of  his  |  praise.  |  And  his 
brightness  was  I  as  the  |  light:  |  he 
had  horns  coming  out  of  his  hand  ; 
and  there  was  the  |  hiding  of  Ids  | 
power.  J  Before  him  went  the  pesti- 
lence, and  burning  |  coals  went  forth 
at  his  |  feet.  ||  He  stood  and  I  meas- 
ured the  |  earth  :  11  He  beheld,  and 
drove  a-  |  sunder  the  |  nations ;  ||  and 
the  everlasting  |  mountains  were  | 
scattered,  11  the  perpetual  hills  did  I 
bow ;  his  |  ways  are  |  ev  -  er-  |  lasting.  || 

2  I  saw  the  tents  of  I  Cu  —  shan  I  in  af-  I 

fliction,  ||  and  the  curtains  of  the  I  land 
of  |  Midian  — did  |  tremble.  j|  Was  the 
Lord  displeased  a-  |  gainst  the  |  riv- 
ers? I  Was  thine  anger  against  the 
rivers  ?  |  was  thy  wrath  against  the 
sea,  |  that  thou  didst  ride  upon  thine 
horses,  and  thy  |  chariots  of  sal —  |  va- 
tion  ?  I  The  bow  was  made  quite 
naked,  according  to  the  oaths  of  the 
tribes,  |  even  thy  |  word.  ||  Thou  didst 
cleave  the  earth  with  rivers,  The  | 
mountains  saw  thee,  and  they  I  trem- 
bled :  I  the  overflowing  of  the  waters 
passed  by;  the  deep  uttered  its  voice, 
and  lifted  |  up  its  hands  on  I  high.  I 
The  sun  and  moon  stood  still  in  their 
habitation  :  at  the  light  of  thine  |  ar- 
rows they  |  went,  I  and  at  the  shining 
of  thy  |  glittering  I  spear.  ||  Thou  didst 
march  through  the  |  land  in  indig-  | 
nation,  fl  thou  didst  I  thresh  the  |  hea- 
then |  in  "  •  |  anger.  || 

3  Thou  wentest  forth  for  the  salvation  of 

thy  people,  — even  for  sal-  |  vation  — 
of  |  thine  a- 1  nointed;  I  Thou  wound- 
edst  the  head  out  of  the  house  of  the 
wicked,  by  dis-  I  covering  — the  foun-  | 
dation  un  — to  the  |  neck.  1  Thou  didst 
strike  through  with  staves  the  head 
of  the  villages ;  they  came  out  as  a  I 
whirlwind  — to  |  scatter  me;  B  Their 
rejoicing  was  to  devour  the  poor  |  se- 
cretly. |  Thou  didst  walk  through  the 
sea  with  thine  |  horses,  through  the 
heap  of  great  |  waters.  ||  When  I 
heard  I  trembled ;  my  lips  quivered  at 
the  voice:  rottenness  entered  into  my 
bones,  and  I  |  trembled  in  my-  |  self.  U 
that  I  might  rest  in  the  day  of  trouble ; 
when  he  conieth  up  unto  the  people,  | 
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he  will  in  —  vade  them  with  his  | 
troops.  |  Although  the  fig-tree  shall 
not  blossom,  neither  shall  |  fruit  be  in 
the  |  vines :  |  the  labor  of  the  olive 
shall  fail,  and  the  fields  shall  |  yield 
no  |  meat;  |  the  flock  shall  be  cut  off 
from  the  fold,  and  th«re  shall  be  no  | 
herd  in  the  |  stalls ;  |  yet  I  will  re- 1 
joice  in  the  |  Lord,  i  I  will  |  joy  — in 
the  |  God  of  |  my  sai-  |  vation.  | 
A-  |  men. 


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Sentence  and  Chant. 


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In  unison.  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  !  Be- 
hold the  Lamb  of  God  !  who  taketh 
away  the  sin  of  the  world. 

Solo.  1  He  is  despised  and  re-  |  jected ' '  fi 
of  |  men,  || 

CJioru8.  2  A  man  of  |  sorrows  "  '  and  ac-  | 
quainted  '  '  with  |  grief. 

Solo.  3  And  we  hid  as  it  were  our  |  faces 
I  from  him.  || 

Chorus.  4  He  was  despised,  and  I  we  es- 1 
teem'd  him  |  not. 

Solo.  5  Surely  he  hath  borne  our  griefs 
and  |  carried  ' '  our  j  sorrows ;  8 

Chorus.  6  Yet  we  did  esteem  him  stricken ; 
|  smitten  "  "  of  I  God  '  '  and  af- 
|  flicted. 

Solo.  7  But  he  was  wounded  for  our 
transgressions,  he  was  bruised 
for  |  our  in-  !  iquities ;  || 

Chorus.  8  The  chastisement  of  our  peace 
was  upon  him,  and  |  with  his  | 
stripes  "  "  we  are  |  healed. 

Solo.  9  All  we  like  sheep  have  gone 
astray ;  we  have  turned  every 
one  to  |  his  own  I  way.  || 

Chorus.  10  And  the  Lord  hath  laid  on  | 
him  •  "  the  in-  I  iquity  '  ■  of 
us  |  all. 


Where  shall  Best  be  found?"     8?2 


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1  Oh !  where  shall  rest  be  found, 

Rest  for  the  |  weary  I  soul  ?  I 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound. 
Or  pierce  to  |  either  I  pole.  I 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  |  which  we  |  sigh ;  J 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  5  death  to  |  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears. 

There  Is  a  |  life  a-  |  bove,  I 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  flight  of  yean, 
And  all  that  1  life  is  |  lov»-  | 


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4  There  is  a  death  whose  paag 

Outlasts  the  |  fleeting  |  breath :  \ 
Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  "  the  |  second  |  death ! "  | 

6  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  |  death  to  I  shun,  1 
Lest  we  be  bauish'd  from  thy  face, 
And  ever-  •  more  un- 1  done.  | 

20  Autumn.  8 

1  The  leaves  around  me  falling, 

Are  preaching  |  of  decay:  i 
The  hollow  winds  are  calling,  I 

Come,  pilgrim,  |  come  away ;  1 
The  day,  in  night  declining, 

Says  I  must.  |  too,  de-  |  cline;  fl 
The  year  its  bloom  resigning, 

Its  |  lot  fore- 1  shadows  |  mine.  | 

2  The  light  my  path  surrounding, 

The  loves  to  |  which  I  cling,  8 
The  hopes  within  me  bounding,  I 

The  joys  that  |  round  me  wing,—  I 
All,  all  like  stars  at  even. 

Just  gleam  and  I  shoot  a-  |  way,  1 
Pass  on  before  to  heaven. 

And  |  chide  at  |  my  de- 1  lay.  U 

3  The  friends  gone  there  before  me, 

Are  calling  |  from  on  high,  | 
And  happy  angels  o'er  me  | 

Tempt  sweetly  |  to  the  sky :  [ 
Why  wait,  they  say,  and  wither, 

'Mid  scenes  of  |  death  and  |  sin ;  Q 
Oh,  rise  to  glory,  hither, 

And  |  find  true  |  life  be-  |  gin.  | 

4  I  hear  the  invitation, 

And  fain  would  I  rise  and  come,  1 
A  sinner  to  salvation,  | 

An  exile  I  to  his  home;  | 
But  while  I  here  must  linger, 

Thus,  thus  let  |  all  I  |  see  | 
Point  on,  with  faithful  finger, 

To  |  heav'n,  0  I  Lord,  and  |  thee.  1 


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One  Sweetly  Solemn  Thought.      8?  8 

1  One  sweetly  |  solemn  |  thought  S 

Comes  to  me  |  o'er  and  I  o'er;  \ 
I'm  nearer  my  home  to- 1  day 
Than  |  ever  I've  been  be-  |  fore.  3 

2  Nearer  my  |  Father's  |  house,  | 

Where  the  many  |  mansions  |  be ;  8 
Nearer  the  great  white  |  throne,—  | 
Nearer  the  jasper  |  sea.  B 

3  Nearer  the  I  bound  of  |  life,  | 

Where  we  lay  our  |  burdens  |  down ;  | 
Nearer  leaving  my  |  cross,—  | 
Nearer  wearing  my  |  crown.  8 

4  But  lying  |  darkly  be-  |  tween,  | 

Winding  |  down  through  the  |  night,  U 
Is  that  dim  and  unknown  |  stream, 
Which  |  leads  at  — last  to  |  light.  | 


5  Father !  per-  |  feet  my  |  trust,  | 
Strengthen  my  I  feeble  |  faith;  J 
Let  me  feel  as  if  I  |  trod 
The  |  shore  of  the  river,  |  death.  | 

i  For  even  |  now  my  I  feet  I 

May  stand  up-  j  on  its  |  brink ;  | 
I  may  be  nearer  my  |  home,  |  — 
Nearer  now  than  I  |  think.  | 

V-*  "Nearer  to  Thee."  8?4 

1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  | 

Nearer  to  |  thee  I  | 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  |  raiseth  |  me.  J 
Still  all  my  |  song  shall  |  be,  | 
Nearer,  my  |  God,  to    thee  1 1 

Nearer  to  |  thee.  ) 

2  Though,  like  a  wanderer, 

The  |  sun  gone  |  down,  I 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  |  rest  a  |  stone,  j 
Yet  in  my  |  dreams  I'd  |  be  8 
Nearer,  my  |  God,  to  |  thee!  | 

Nearer  to  |  thee.  I 

3  There  let  my  way  appear,  | 

Steps  unto  |  heaven,  , 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  |  mercy  I  given,  8 
Angels  to  |  beckon  |  me  ] 
Nearer,  my  |  God,  to  |  thee !  1 

Nearer  to  |  thee.  fl 

Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts  | 
Bright  with  thy  |  praise,! 

Out  of  my  stony  griefs  | 
Bethel  I'll  I  raise.  fl 

So  by  my  |  woes  to  I  be  8 

Nearer,  my  |  God,  to  |  the 
Nearer  to  |  thee.  8 


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5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing,  | 
Cleaving  the  |  sky,  8 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot,  I 

Upward  I  I  fly,  j 
Still  all  my  |  song  shall  I  be. 
Nearer,  my  |  God,  to  |  thee  1  | 
Nearer  to  |  thee.  8 


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"  Aft  the  Hart  pants." 

1  As  the  o'erwearied  hart 

Pants  for  the  pure  and  cooling  brooks,  that 

move 
And  |  to  the  I  seas  de- 1  part,  8 
So  looks  my  spirit  to  its  Fount  above, 
And  longs  to  breathe  the  air  which  |  fans 

that  |  scene  of  I  love. 

2  Yea !  my  impatient  soul 

Thirsts  for  the  mighty  and  the  living  God, 

Be-  |  neath  whose  I  good  con-  |  trol  I 
My  paths  through  life  in  glorious  hope  are 

trod: 
The  chastener  of  my  heart,  1  I  bend  and  1 

kiss  his  |  rod. 


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3  And  to  my  soul  I  say. 

Why  are  thy  visions  stained  with  hues  of 

gloom  ? 
Trust  |  thuu  in  |  him  whose  |  way  1 
Lay  through  the  cloudy  chambers  of  the 

tomb,— 
Whose  smile  can  gild  its  depths,  and  I  clothe 

the  |  dust  in  |  bloom. 

4  Deep  calleth  unto  deep, 

The  voiceful  waves  rise  heavenward  at  his 
will, 
And  |  at  his  |  nod  they  |  sleep ;  I 
So  shall  thy  Spirit  my  glad  bosom  fill. 
When  I  have  learned  to  know  and  |  do  thy 
I  holy  |  will. 

5  Why  art  thou  sad,  my  soul  ? 

Why  such  disquiet  in  my  thoughtful  eye  ? 

As  |  time's  bleak  |  surges  j  roll,  || 
Soon  shall  my  spirit  lift  its  wings  on  high, 
When  heaven's  eternal  glow  il-  |  lumeB  a  | 
fadeless  |  sky. 


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O  27*ou  for  Sinners  Slain. 


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1  Behold  the  Lamb !  behold  the  Lamb !  || 

0  thou  for  sinners  I  slain :  | 
Let  it  not  be  in  vain 

That  |  thou  hast  |  died :  U 
Thee  for  my  Saviour  let  me  take,  | 
Thee,  thee  alone  my  refuge  make,  | 

Thy  pierced  |  side.  || 

2  Behold  the  Lamb !  behold  the  Lamb !  J 

Archangels,  fold  your  wings—  || 
Seraphs,  hush  all  your  strings 

Of  I  million  |  lyres:  | 
The  Victim,  veiled  on  earth,  in  love,  | 
Unveiled,  enthroned,  adorea  above,  | 

All  |  heav'n  ad- 1  mires !  1 

"»  Behold  the  Lamb !  behold  the  Lamb !  1 
Drop  down,  ye  glorious  I  skies—  | 
He  dies  —  he  dies  —  he  dies 

For  |  man  once  I  lost !  | 
Yet  lo!  he  lives  — he  lives  — he  lives—  | 
And  to  his  church  himself  he  gives—  j 

In- 1  carnate  |  Host !  J 

1  Behold  the  Lamb !  behold  the  Lamb !  1 
Saints,  wrapt  in  blissful  |  rest—  1 
Souls,  waiting  to  be  blest  — 

0  |  Lord,  how  |  long !  I 
Thou   church   on  earth,  o'erwhelmed 

with  fears,  | 
Still  in  this  vale  of  woe  and  tears,  | 
Swell  the  full  |  song!  1 

«  Behold  the  Lamb !  behold  the  Lamb !  J 
Worthy  is  he  a-  I  lone,  | 
To  sit  upon  the  throne 

Of  I  God  a-  |  bove  !  « 
One  with  the  Ancient  of  all  days,  | 
One  with  the  Para  iete  in  praise,  I 

All  light,  all  |  love  I  | 


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On  Jordan's  Banks.     808,  875 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  |  wishful  eye  l| 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  |  my  possessions  |  lie.  1 

2  Oh.  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  |  to  my  |  sight ;  | 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  |  rivers  of  de- 1  light.  J 

3  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains, 

Shines  one  e-  |  ternal  |  day :  i 

There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 

And  |  scatters  night  a- 1  way.  1 

4  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul 

Would  here  no  |  longer  |  stay ;  | 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  rae  roll, 
I'd  |  fearless  launch  a- 1  way.  | 


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What  is  Life?" 


876 


1  Oh,what  is  |  life?  |  'Tis  like  a  flower 

That  blossoms  and  is  |  gone ;  || 
It  flourishes  its  little  hour, 

With  all  its  beauty  |  on ;  I 
Death  comes,  and  |  like  a  wintry  I  day, 
It  cuts  the  |  lovely  flower  a- 1  way.  II 

2  01k  what  is  life  ?  |  'Tis  like  the  bow 

That  glistens  in  the  |  sky ;  | 
We  love  to  see  its  colors  glow ; 

But  |  while  we  look  they  I  die  ;  1 
Life  fails  as  I  soon ;  to-day  'tis  |  here ;  | 
To-morrow  I  it  may  disap- 1  pear.  | 

3  Lord,  what  is  life?  |  If  spent  with  thee 

In  bumble  praise  and  j  prayer,  | 
How  long  or  short  this  life  may  be, 

We  |  feel  no  anxious  |  care ;  J 
Though  life  de-  |  part,  our  joys  shall  I  last! 
When  life  and  I  all  its  joys  are  |  past.  | 
A- 1  men. 


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0  thou  who  dry'st,"  etc. 


1  0  thou  who  drys't  the  mourner's  tear, 

How  dark  this  |  world  would  |  be,  | 
If,  pierced  by  sin  and  sorrows  here, 
We  could  not  I  fly  to  |  thee.  1 

2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  I  comes  are  |  flown ;  | 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  i  tears  a-  floae.  | 

3  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  |  hope  that  |  threw  | 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears. 

Is  dimmed  and  I  vanished  |  too,  | 

4  Oh,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  I  wing  of  |  love  H 
Come    brightly    wafting    through    the 
gloom, 
Our  peace-branch  |  from  a-  I  bove  ?  j 


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5  Then   sorrow,   touched   by    thee,  grows 
bright 
With  more  than  |  rapture's  |  ray;  Q 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light, 
We  never  |  saw  by  |  day.  J 


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Th»  Guiding  Hand. 


877 

1  Solo.  "Is  this  the  way,  my  Father?"  | 

Chorus.  '"Tis,  my  |  child;  U 
Thou  must  pass  through  this  tangled,  | 

dreary  |  wild,  1 
If  thou  wouldst  reach  the  city  |  unde-  | 

fil'd,  l| 
Thy  |  peaceful  |  home  a-  |  hove."  1 

2  Solo.  "But  enemies  are  around."  |  Cliorus. 

"  Yes,  child,  I  I  know,  || 
Where  least  expecting,  thou  shalt  |  find  a 

I  foe;  H 
But   victor  thou   shalt  prove   o'er  |  all 

be-  |  low;  || 
On- 1  ly  seek  |  strength  a-  |  hove." 

3  Solo.  "  My  Father,  it  is  dark."  |  Chorus. 

"Child,  take  my  |  hand;  || 
Cling  close  to  me,  I'll  lead  thee  |  through 

the  |  land;  || 
Trust  my  all-seeing  care;  so  |  shalt  thou 
I  stand  8 
Midst  |  glory  |  bright  a-  |  bove." 

4  Solo.  "My   footsteps   seem    to   slide."  | 

Chorus.  "  Cbild,  only  |  raise  || 
Thine  eye  to  me,  then,  in  these  |  slipp'ry 

I  ways,  1 
I  will  hold  up  thy  goings;  |  thou  shalt  | 
praise  II 
Me  |  for  each  |  step,  a-  |  bove." 

5  Solo.  "  Oh,  Father,  I  am  weary."  |  Chorus. 

"  Child,  lean  thy  I  head  il 
Upon  my  breast.    It  was  my  |  love  that  | 

spread  | 
Thy  rugged  path;  hope  on  |  till  I  have  | 

said,  1 
Rest,  |  rest  for  |  aye,  a-  |  bove." 


"He  knelt,  the  Saviour  hielt."      877 


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1  He  knelt,  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  |  Father's  |  eye  | 
Look'd  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  I  ago-  I  ny ; 
The  Lord  of  all  above,  beneath. 
Was  bowed  with  |  sorrow  |  unto  |  death.  || 

2  The  sun  went  down  in  fearful  hour: 

The  heavens  might  I  well  grow  |  dim,  | 
When  this  mortality  had  power 

To  thus  o'er-  |  shadow  him ;  || 
That  he  who  gave  man's  breath  mi?ht 

know 
The  very  |  depths  of  |  human  |  woe.  H 


3  He  knew  them  all,  the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint  per-  |  plexing  |  dread;  II 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life 

All  darken'd  |  round  his  |  head.  || 
Yet  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray ; 
Yet  passed  it  |  not,  that  |  cup,  a-  |  way."  ] 

4  It  pass'd  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  be-  |  neath  his  |  tread;  | 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  |  up  its  I  dead;  || 
But  there  was  sent  him,  from  on  high, 
A  gift  of  |  strength,  for  |  man  to  |  die.  j| 

5  And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  |  and  dis-  |  may?  1 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet 

In  the  dark,  |  narrow  |  way?  | 
How,  but  through  him  that  path  who 

trod? 
Save,  or  we  |  perish,  |  Son  of  |  God !  || 


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The  Land  Beyond  the  Sea.        878 


1  The  |  land  beyond  the  |  sea !  | 
When  will  life's  |  task  be  |  o'er?  1 

When  shall  we  reach  that  soft  blue  shore,  | 
O'er  the  dark  strait  whose  billows  |  foam 
and  roar  ?  | 
When  shall  we  come  to  I  thee, 
Calm  |  land  be-  |  yond  the  |  sea  I  1 

2  The  |  land  beyond  the  |  sea !  | 
How  close  it  |  often  |  seems,  || 

When    flushed    with    evening's    peaceful 

gleams.— 
And  the  wistful  heart  looks  o'er  the  |  strait 
and  dreams.  I 
It  longs  to  fly  to  |  thee, 
Calm  |  land  be- 1  yond  the  |  sea !  J 

3  The  |  land  beyond  the  |  sea!  | 
Sometimes  dis-  I  tinct  and  I  near,  1 
It  grows  upon  the  eye  and  ear,  | 

And  the  gulf  narrows  to  a  |  thread-like 
mere.  | 
We  seem  halfway  to  I  thee, 
Calm  |  land  be-  |  yond  the  |  sea !  | 

4  The  |  land  beyond  the  |  sea!  | 
Sometimes  a-  I  cross  the  |  strait,  || 

|  Like  a  drawbridge  to  a  castle-gate,  | 
The  slanting  sunbeams  lie,  and  |  seem  t# 
wait,  | 
For  us  to  pass  to  I  thee. 
Calm  |  land  be-  |  yond  the  |  sea !  || 

5  The  |  land  beyond  the  |  sea  !  I 
When  will  our  |  toil  be  |  done?  | 
Slow-footed  years  !  more  swiftly  run  | 
Into  the  gold  of  that  un-  |  setting  sun  !  | 

]      Homesick  we  are  for  |  thee, 

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I  Th»  I  land  beyond  the  |  sea !  | 
Sweet  is  thine  |  endless  |  rest,  5 
Bwt  sweeter  far  that  Father's  breast  I 
Upon  thy  shores  eternal-  I  ly  possest;  | 
For  Jesus  reigns  o'er  I  thee, 
Calm  |  land  be-  I  yond  the  |  sea !  J 


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"Heavenly  Rest/ 


8?9 


1  There  is  a  calm  for  |  those  who  |  weep,  H 

A  rest  for  |  weary  pilgrims  |  found;  j 
They  softly  lie,  and  I  sweetly  |  6leep, 
Low  |  in  the  |  ground.  J 

2  The  storm  that  sweeps  the  I  wintry  |  sky,  I! 

No  more  dis-  I  turbs  their  deep  re-  | 
pose.  | 
Than  summer  evening's  I  latest  |  sigh, 
That  |  shuts  the  |  rose.  J 

3  Then,  traveller  in  the  |  vale  of  |  tears  1 

To  realms  of  |  everlasting  |  light,  J 
Through  time's  dark  wilder-  I  ness  of  | 
years, 
Pur-  |  sue  thy  |  flight.  ] 

4  Though  long  of  winds  and  I  wares  the  I 

sport,  I 
Condemn'd  |  in  |  wretchedness  |  to  | 

roam,  B 
Thou  soon  shalt  reach  a  |  shelt'ring  I 

port, 
A  |  quiet  |  home.  J 

5  Thou  soul,  renew'd  by  |  grace  di-  !  vine,  1 

In  God's  own  I  image,  freed  from  I  clay,  I 
In  heaven's  eternal  |  sphere  shall  |  shine, 
A  |  star  of  |  day.  I 


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'Just  as  I  am. 


879 


1  Just  as  I  am,  with-  I  out  one  |  plea,  l| 
But  that  thy  blood  was  |  shed  for  I  me,  1 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  I  come  to  I  thee,  || 

0  Lamb  of  |  God,  I  |  come.  | 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  I  waiting  I  not  I 
To  rid  my  soul  of  j  one  dark  I  blot,  I 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  |  cleanse  each 
I  spot,  | 
0  Lamb  of  |  God,  I  |  come.  | 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  |  toss'd  a- 1  bout  ! 
With  many  a  conflict,  |  many  a  I  doubt,  I 
Fightings  within,  and  I  fears  with- 1  wit,  | 

O  Lamb  of  |  God,  I  |  come.  | 

4  Just  as  I  am,  — poor,  wretched,  |  blind,  1 
Sight,  riches,  healing  I  of  the  I  mind,  J 
Tea,  all  I  need,  in  |  thee  to  |  find,  \ 

0  Lamb  of  |  God,  I  I  come.  | 
17* 


5  Just  as  I  am,  — thou  I  wilt  re-  |  ceive,  I 
Wilt    welcome,   pardon,  |  cleanse,  re-  | 

lieve;  H 
Because  thy  promise  |  I  be-  |  Here,  I 
0  Lamb  of  |  God,  I  |  come.  1 

6  Just  as  I  am,  —  thy  I  love  un- 1  known  I 
Hath  broken  ev'ry  |  barrier  |  down  ;  I 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  |  thine  a-  |  lone,  \ 

0  Lamb  of  |  God,  I  |  come.  | 


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Baptismal  Chant. 


880 


1  0  Father,  Lord  of  I  earth  and  |  heaven  !  1 

OSonin-  |  carnate,  I  Christour  I  Kinglj 
0  Spirit,  for  our  |  guidance  I  given  !  ! 
Hear   and  ac-  |  cept   the  |  vow  we  | 
bring.  ] 

2  We  own  thee,  Saviour,  I  cruci- 1  fled,  I 

We  own  thee,  |  Saviour,  I  raised  to  | 
heaven;  ■! 
With  thee  our  souls  to  I  sin  have  |  died,  li 
But  now  would  |  rise,  as  I  thou  art  | 
risen.  J 

3  Thy  gospel,  Lord,  we  |  would  o-  |  bey,  3 

We    follow,  |  and   thy  |  hand   shall  | 

guide;  3 
We  seek  through  Jordan's  |  wave  the  | 

way  | 
That  leads  thy  |  loved  ones  I  to  thy  | 

side.  D 


4  Now     in     immersion,  —  |  wondrous  \ 

sign,—  1 
We  dedi-  |  cate  our-  |  selves  to  I  thee  j  \ 
Now  seal  the  cove-  |  nant  di-  I  vine,  8 
And  own  us  |  thine  e-  |  ternal-  |  ly.  fl 

[After  the  administration.'] 

5  We  trust  the  pledge  which  |  thou  hast  | 

given, H 
Of  grace  to  |  keep  us  |  still  thine  |  own,  fl 
And,  dying,  we  shall  |  rise  to  |  heaven,  j 
To  share  thy  |  glory  |  and  thy  |  throne.  If 


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Homeward  Bound. 


881 


1  Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  |  ride,  J 
Homeward  bound,  |  homeward  |  bound,  j 
Tossed  on  the  waves  of  a  rough,  restless  | 

tide,  S 
Homeward  bound,  I  homeward  |  bound. \ 
Far  from  the  safe,  quiet  harbor  we  |  rode,  j 
Seeking  our  Saviour's  celestial  a-  |  bode,  j 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  be-  | 

stowed,  1 
Homeward  bound  |  homeward  |  bound. | 


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2  Wildly  the  storm  Bweeps  us  on  as  it  | 

roars,  I 
Homeward  bound,  J  homeward  I  bound, I 
Look !  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly  | 

shores,  I 
Homeward  bound,  |  homeward  I  bound. I 
Steady,  0  pilot,  stand  firm  at  the  |  wheel,  | 
Steady,  we  soon  shall  outweather  the  | 

fale.  i 
,    iow  we  fly  'neath  the  loud  creaking 
I  sail,  9 
Homeward  bound,  |  homeward  |  bound.  J 

3  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  we  |  glide,  1 

Home  at  last,  |  home  at  |  last;  J 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  smooth  silver  j  tide,  | 

Home  at  last,  |  home  at  |  last.  9 
Glory  to  God  t  all  our  dangers  are  |  o'er,  I 
Standing  secure  on  the  glorified  !  shore,  j 
Glory  to  God !  we  will  shout  ever- 1  more,  J 

Home  at  last,  |  home  at  |  last.  | 


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"Nothing  to  do."  881 

to  do ! "     In  this  |  world  of 
fairest 


1  "Nothin 

ours,  | 
Where  weeds   spring   up  with 

flowers,  | 

Where  smiles  have  only  a  I  fitful  play,  J 
Where   hearts   are  |  breaking  |  ev'ry  | 

day.  J 
"  Nothing  to  |  do !  |  nothing  to  |  do ! "  J 

2  "  Nothing   to   do  !  "     Thou  |  Christian 

soul,  I 
Wrapping   thee  round   in  thy  |  selfish 

stole,  1 
Off  with  the  garments  of  I  sloth  and  sin ;  | 
Christ  the  |  Lord  hath  a  |  kingdom  to  | 

win.  | 
"  Nothing  to  |  do !  |  nothing  to  |  do ! "  \ 

3  "  Nothing  to  do  1 "    There  are  |  prayers 

to  lay  | 
On  the  altar  of  incense  |  day  by  day;  I 
There  are  foes  to  meet  with-  |  in  and 

without,  | 
Error  to  I  conquer,  I  strong  and  |  stout.  | 
"  Nothing  to  I  do !  I  nothing  to  I  do !"  I 

4  "  Nothing  to  do ! "    There  are  I  minds  to 

teach  | 
The     simplest     forms     of   |    Christian 

speech  ;  I 
There  are  hearts  to  lure  with  |  loving 

wile  9 
From  the  grimmest  |  haunts  of  |  sin's  de- 
!  file.  J 
"  Nothing  to  |  do !  |  nothing  to  |  do ! "  J 

5  "  Nothing  to  do ! "    There  are  |  lambs  to 

feed,  f 
The    precious    hope    of   the  |  church's 

need;  | 
Strength  to  be  borne  to  the  |  weak  and 

faint,  | 
Tigils  to  j  keep  with  the  |  doubting  I 

saint.  I 
"  Nothing  to  I  do!  |  nothing  to  |  do!"  J 


6  "  Nothing  to  do ! "    And  thy  |  Saviour 

said,  | 
"  Follow    thou    me    in    the   I  paths    1 

tread ; "  | 
Lord,     lend     thy     help     the   |  journev 

through  :  || 
Lest,  faint,  we  |  cry,  "So  |  much  to  I 

do!"  | 
Lest,  faint,  we  |  cry,  |  "  Se  much  to  | 

do  I  '  J 

00  " Be  not  Afraid."  89* 

1  Brother,  on  the  troubled  deep, 

When   the   wild   winds  |  round   you  | 
sweep,  | 

And  the  waves  in  madness  leap,  | 
Duett.     Listen  'tis  the  voice  that  |  said  — 
Solo.       It  is  |  I,  be  not  a-  I  fraid ; 
Chorus.  It  is  |  I,  be  not  a- 1  fraid.  | 

2  When  the  storm  has  died  away, 
And  the  sun,  with  |  cheering  |  ray,  I 
Now  illumes  your  prosperous  way,  I 

Duett.     Trust,  oh,  trust  in  him  who  I  said  — 
Solo.       It  is  |  I,  be  not  a-  I  fraid ; 
Chorus.  It  is  |  1,  be  not  a- 1  fraid.  1 

3  Brother,  far  away  from  home, 
Restless  as  the  I  waves'  light  I  foam,  J 
When  temptations  round  you  come,  I 

Duett.     Pray  for  strength  to  him  who  | 

said  — 
Solo.       It  is  |  I,  be  not  a- 1  fraid ; 
Chorus.  It  is  |  I,  be  not  a- 1  fraid.  I 

4  Brother,  when  death  draweth  near, 
And  your  spirit  |  shrinks  in  I  fear  J 
From  its  portals  damp  and  drear,  I 

Duett.     Trust  your  soul  to  him  who  |  said  — 
Solo.       It  is  |  I,  be  not  a-  I  fraid ; 
Chorus.  It  is  |  I,  be  not  a-  I  fraid.  | 


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1  No  Time  to  Pray." 


838 


1  No  time  to  I  pray ! 
^     No  |  time  to  pray !  | 

Duett.  Oh,  |  who  so  fraught  with  |  earthly 
care 
As  |  not  to  give  to  I  humble  prayer  I 
Chorus.  :|:  Some  part  of  I  day?  :J: 

2  No  time  to  I  pray ! 
No  |  time  to  pray !  g 

Duett.  What  I  heart   so  clean,  so  t  pure 
within, 
That  !  needeth   not   some  |  check 
from  sin—  | 
Chorus.  :|:  Needs  not  to  I  pray?  :|: 

3  What  thought  more  I  drear, 
What  |  thought  more  drear,  ) 

Duett.  Than  |  that  our  God  his  \  face  should 
hide. 
And  |  say  through  all  life's  |  swell- 

Chorus. 


ing  tide,  | 
No  time  to  |  hear!:  I: 


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4  C*»aee  not  to  |  pray ! 
Cease  I  not  to  pray  !  I 
Duett.  On  I  Jesus  as  your]  all  rely. 

Wonld  I  you  live  happy—  I  happy 
die?  | 
Cherut.  :|:  Take  time  to  |  pray.  :J: 

t»8  "With  tearful  Eyes  I  look  Around."  888 

1  With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around, 

Life  seemB  a  dark  and  I  stormy  I  sea,  g 
Yet  mid  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  |  whisper,  :  9 :  Come  to  | 
me.  :g: 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest ;  — 

It  tells  me  where  my  |  soul  may  I  flee ;  | 
Oh,  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
How  sweet  the  I  bidding,  :I:  Come  to  | 

me.  :fl: 

3  When  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  en-  |  joy,  and  I  see,—  0 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  |  utters    :|:  Come  to  | 

me.  :,: 

i  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die ; 
Earth  is  no  resting-  I  place  for  I  thee ;  || 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye, 
I  am  thy  I  portion,  :g:  come  to  I  me.  :[: 

<J  0  voice  of  mercy,  voice  of  love, 
In  conflict,  grief,  and  I  ago-  I  ny,  J 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above, 
And  gently  whisper,  :|:  Come  to  I  me.  :|: 

39  My  Bible.  884 

1  This  is  my  I  Bible,  I  may  it  guide 
Me  ever  I  safe  by  I  wisdom's  I  side,  I 

To  I  him  who  I  bled  for  |  me  and  I  died  g   . 
On  I  Calva-  I  ry.  8 

2  This  is  my  I  Bible,  I  may  its  light 
Illume  my  I  path  and  |  keep  me  I  right,  fl 
E'en  I  through  the  |  shades  of  I  sorrow's  | 

night,  g 
My  I  way  to  I  see.  I 

3  This  is  my  I  Bible,  I  may  it  prove 

A  source  of  |  strength,  a  j  source  of  I 

love,  g 
A  !  fountain  I  filled  from  I  heaven  a-  I 

bove,  S 
Whence  |  I  may  I  drink.  I 

4  This  is  my  I  Bible,  1  may  it  feed 

Me  with  the  1  Bread  of  |  life  in-  I  deed,  I 
And  I  may  my  I  soul  its  I  precepts  I  heed,  I 
In  I  grace  I  to  grow,  g 

I  This  is  my  I  Bible,  I  may  my  faith 
By  it  be  I  strengthened,  |  and  when  | 

death  I 
Shall  I  call,  oh,  I  may  my  I  fleeting  | 
breath  I 
Its  I  comforts  I  know.  | 


40 


"From  the  Receetm.' 


1  From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit, 
Our  humble  prayer  ascends.    0  I  Fa-  " 

ther,  I  hear  it;  J 
Borne  on  the  trembling  wings  of  |  fear  ' 
and  I  meekness,  J 

For- 1  give  •  •  its  |  weakness.  | 

2  We  know,  we  feel  how  mean  and  how 

unworthy 
The  lowly  sacrifice  we  |  pour  '  •  be-  |  fore 

thee ; —  J 
What  can  we  offer  thee,  — 0  I  thou  '  ' 

most  I  holy !  —  g 

But  I  sin- -and  I  folly?  g 

3  Lord,  in   thy   sight,  who   every  bosom 

viewest, 
Cold  are  our  warmest  vow6,  and  |  vain  "  * 

our  I  truest ;  B 
Thoughts  of  a  hurrying  hour  —  our  | 

lips  -  •  re- 1  peat  them  —  J 

Our  I  hearts  " '  for- 1  get  them.  | 

4  We  see  thy  hand  —  it  leads  us,  it  supports 

us:  — 
We  hear  thy  voice  —  it  |  counsels  *  *  and 

it  I  courts  us;—  I 
And  then  we  turn  away!  — yet  |  still " ' 

thy  I  kindness  g 

For- 1  gives  '  *  our  I  blindnew.  g 

5  Who  can  resist  thy  gentle  call,— appealing 
To  every  generous  thought  and  |  grate- " " 

ful  I  feeling  ?  —  | 
Oh,  who  can  hear  the  accents  |  of "  *  thy  | 
mercy,  g 

And  I  nev-  •  •  er  |  love  thee?  | 

6  Kind  Benefactor!  plant  within  this  bosom 
The  I  seeds  "  *  of  \  holiness,—  g  and  let 

them  blossom 
In  fragrance,  — and  in  beauty  |  bright '  ■ 
and  I  vernal,—  g 

And  I  spring  *  *  e- 1  lernal.  I 

7  Then   place   them  in   those  everlasting 

gardens 
Where  angels  walk  —  and  I  seraphs  "  '  are 

the  I  wardens ; —  8 
Where  every  flower,  brought  safe  through 
I  death's  '  '  dark  I  portal,  g 
Be- 1  comes  ■  '  im-  |  mortal.  I 


41  "Beyond."  S8« 

1  Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping,  | 

I  shall  be  I  soon;  I 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping,  I 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping,  | 

I  shall  be  |  soon.  | 
Love,  rest,  and  I  home,  |  sweet  I  home  I  | 
Lord,  tarry  |  not,  but  |  come.  | 


200 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading,  I 

I  shall  be  |  soon;  J 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading,  | 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading,  | 

I  shall  bo  |  soon.  J 
Lore,  rest,  and  I  home,  |  sweet  I  home ! 
Lord,  tarry  |  not,  but  |  come.  J 

%  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting,  I 

I  shall  be  |  soon  ;  I 
Beyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting,  I 
Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting,  | 

I  shall  be  |  soon.  I| 
Lore,  rest,  and  I  home,  |  sweet  |  home ! 
Lord,  tarry  |  not,  but  I  come.  | 


4  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting,  | 

I  shall  be  |  soon ;  1 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting,  | 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever-beating,  | 

I  shall  be  {  soon.  | 
Lova,  rest,  and  [  home,  |  sweet  |  home !  || 
Lord,  tarry  |  not,  but  |  come.  || 

5  Beyond  the  frost-chain  and  the  fever,  | 

I  shall  be  |  soon ;  | 
Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river,  | 
Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never,  | 

I  shall  be  |  soon.  || 
Love,  rest,  and  I  home,  |  sweet  I  home !  || 

Lord,  tarry  |  not,  but  |  come.  || 


42 


'Shall  ice  meet?' 


887 


1  Shall  we  meet  be-  |  yond  the  |  river,  | 

Where  the  surges  |  cease  to  |  roll,  || 
Where  the  blessed  |  sing  for-  |  ever  | 
Songs  that  fill  the  |  raptured  |  soul  ?  | 
Shall  we  meet?  |  yes.be-  |  yond  the  |  river.  | 

2  Shall  we  meet  with  |  all  the  |  loved  ones,  | 

That  were  torn  from  |  our  em-  |  brace?  || 
Shall  we  listen  I  to  their  |  voices,  | 
And  behold  them  |  face  to  |  face  ?  || 
Shall  we  meet?  |  yes.be-  |  yond  the  |  river.  || 

3  Shall   we  meet  with  |  Christ  our  |  Sa- 

viour, | 
When  he  comes  to  |  claim  his  |  own?  || 
Shall  we  know  his  |  blessed  |  favor, 
And  behold  him  |  on  his  I  throne?  || 
Shall  we  meet?  I  yes.be-  |  yond  the  |  river.  1| 

40  "  Lowly  and  Solemn  be."  887 

1  Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  di-  |  vine,  || 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath,; 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  |  thine.  1 

i  0  Father,  in  that  hour 
When  earth  all  helping  power  | 

Shall  disa-  |  vow,  || 
When  spear  and  shield  and  crown 
In  faintness  are  cast  down,  | 

Sustain  us,  |  thou!  ft 


44 


3  By  liim  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake,  | 

The  thorn,  the  I  rod;  8 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away,  I 

Aid  us,  0  |  God.  ft 

4  While  trembling  o'er  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save,  | 

Father  di-  |  vine:  1 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath, 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death.  | 

Thine,  only  |  thine.  I    A-  |  men. 

MISCELLANEOUS. 
Worship  the  Lord. 


888 

Oh,  worship  the  Lord   in   the  beauty   of 

holiness, 
Fear  before  him,  all  the  earth, 
Worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness. 


45 


"  Holy,  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth. 


889 


Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth  ! 
Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  thy  glory. 
Glory  be  to  thee,  0  Lord  most  high. 


Create  in  me  a  clean  Heart"     891 


46 


Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  0  God, 
And  renew  a  right  spirit  within  me; 
Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence, 
And  take  not  thy  Holy  Spirit  from  me. 
Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  thy  salva  ion, 
And  uphold  me  with  thy  free  Spirit. 
Then  will  I  teach  transgressors  thy  ways, 
And  sinners  shall  be  converted  to  thee. 


47 


"  Come,  ye  Disconsolate." 


898 

Duett. 

1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  lan- 

guish ; 
Come    to    the    mercy -seat,   fervently 
kneel. 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  her* 
tell  your  anguish; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  beaven  can- 
not heal. 

Chorus. 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here 
tell  your  anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can- 
not heal. 

Duett. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  say- 
ing. 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can- 
not cure. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


201 


Ch«ru«. 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  say- 
ing. 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can- 
not cure. 

Duett. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life  ;    see  waters 
flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure 
from  above ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;    come,  ever 
knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can 
remove. 

Chorus. 

Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;    come,  ever 
knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can 
remove. 


48 


Evening  Prayer. 


894 


Father,  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  thy  children's  pleading  cry  ; 
Let  thy  watchful  eye  of  love 
Follow  us  where'er  we  rove. 
:|:  Now  when  evening  shades  are  closing, 
Lulling  earth  in  sweet  repose, 
Guard  us  through  the  silent  hours ; 
Bid  us  wake  at  dawn  to  praise  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  love.  :J: 


49         "  I  love  to  tell  the  Story." 

1  I  love  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

Because  I  know  it's  true; 
It  satisfies  my  longings 

As  nothing  else  will  do. 

Chorus. 

I  love  to  tell  the  story, 
'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

More  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

It  did  so  much  for  me, 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 


3  I  love  to  tell  the  story; 

'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it. 

More  wonderfully  6weet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  word. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story. 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sing  the  new,  new  song, 
'Twill  be  the  old,  old  story, 

That  I  have  loved  so  long. 


50 


"Safe  icithin  the  Vail. 


896 


1  "  Land  ahead ! "    Its  fruits  are  waving 

O'er  the  hills  of  fadeless  green  ; 
And  the  living  waters  laving 
Shores  where  heaveuly  forms  are  seen. 

Chorus. 

Rocks  and  storms  I'll  fear  no  more, 
When  on  that  eternal  shore ; 
Drop  the  anchor  !  furl  the  sail ! 
I  am  safe  within  the  vail ! 

2  Onward,  bark  !  the  cape  I'm  rounding  ; 

See  the  blessed  wave  their  hands  ; 
Hear  the  harps  of  God  resounding 
From  the  bright  immortal  bands. 

3  There,  let  go  the  anchor  !  riding 

On  this  calm  and  silv'ry  bay ; 
Seaward  fast  the  tide  is  gliding, 
Shores  in  sunlight  stretch  away. 

4  Now  we're  safe  from  all  temptation. 

All  the  storms  of  life  are  past ; 
Praise  the  Rock  of  our  salvation, 
We  are  safe  at  home  at  last. 


51  Gloria. 

Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power. 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord  ! 

52  Gloria  Patri. 


ZP 


Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  I  to  the  |  Son :  | 

And  I  to  the  I  Holy  I  Ghost;  I 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  | 

ever  "  '  shall  I  be. 
World  without  I  end.    A-  I  men,  A-  I  men.  | 


202 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 

()0  Psalm  xcv.  40 

1  Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  I  unto  '  *  the  | 

Lord ;  | 
Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength 
of  |  our  sal-  I  vation.  j 

2  Let  us  come  before  hiB  presence  |  with 

thanks-  I  giving;  1 
And  show  ourselves  I  glad  in  |  him  with 
I  psalms.  ; 

3  For  the  Lord  I  is  a  -  '  great  I  God ;  | 
And  a  great  I  King  a-  I  bove  all  I  gods.  11 

4  In  his  hands  are  all  the  corners  1  of  the 

I  earth ;  J 
And  the  strength  of  the  1  hills  is  |  his  — 
I  also.  | 

5  The  sea  is  his,  I  and  he  I  made  it ;  1 
And  his  hands  pre-  1  pared  "  '  the  |  dry  — 

I  land. 

6  Oh,  come,  let  us  worship  I  and   fall  I 

down;  I 
And  kneel  be-  |  fore  the  I  Lord  our  | 
Maker.  | 

7  For  he  is  the  I  Lord  our  I  God  ;  1 

And  we  are  the  people  of  his  pasture, 
and  the  I  sheep  of  1  his—  I  hand.  1 

8  Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  '  ' 

of  |  holiness ;  I 
Let  the  whole  I  earth  '  '  stand  in   |  awe 
of  |  him.  ;l 

9  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  I  to  the  I 

Son:  I 
And  |  to  the  I  Holy  I  Ghost;  | 
10  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and 
I  ever  "  '  shall  |  be,  I 
World  without  I  end. 

A-  |  men,  A-  |  men.  1 


54 


Psalm  ciii. 


40 


1  Bless  the  Lord,  I  0  my  I  soul,  1  and  all 

that  is  within  me  |  bless  his  I  holy  | 
name.  | 

2  Bless  the  Lord,  I  0  my  I  soul ;  1  and  for- 

I  get  not  |  all  his  |  benefits.  I 

3  Who  forgiveth  all  I  thine  in-  I  iquities,  I 

who  —  |  healeth  "  '  all  |  thy  dis-  | 
eases;  | 

4  Who  redeemeth  thy  I  life  — from  de- 1 

etruction ;  !  who  crowneth  thee  with 
loving-  |  kindness  "  '  and  |  tender  I 
mercies.  1 

5  Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels  that  ex- 

|  eel  in  |  strength,  |  that  do  his  com- 
mandments, hearkening  unto  the  | 
voice  of  |  his—  I  word.  ! 

6  Ble#s  ye  the  Lord   |  all" "  ye  his  I  hosts;  1 

ye  ministers  of  |  his  that  |  do  his  | 
pleasure.  | 


7  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  I  to  the  | 

Son :  II  and  |  to  the  I  Holy  I  Ghost ;  | 

8  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and 

I  ever  — shall  |  be,  I 
World  without  j  end. 

A- 1  men,  A- 1  men.  | 


55 


"  Beturn,  0  Wanderer.'1 


844 


1  Return,  0  wanderer,  I  to  thy  home,  I 

Thy  Father  calls  for  thee :  | 
No  longer  now  an  I  exile  |  roam,  | 
In  guilt  or  I  misery :  I 

Oh,  re-  |  turn !  re-  |  turn !  | 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  I  to  thy  home,  I 

'Tis  Jesus  calls  for  thee ;  I 
The  Spirit  and  the  |  Bride  say,  |  Come :  | 
Oh,  now  for  I  refuge  flee !  { 
Oh,  re- 1  turn !  re- 1  turn !  | 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  |  to  thy  home,  I 

'Tis  madness  to  delay;  1 
There  are  no  pardons  I  in  the  |  tomb,  J 
And  brief  is  |  mercy's  day !  I 
Oh,  re- 1  turn !  re- 1  turn !  | 

56  "  Come  unto  Me."  844 

Duett.  I  Come  unto  |  me,  5  Chorus  —  all  ye 
that  labor  |  and  are  |  heavy-  | 
laden. | 

Duett.  2  Come  unto  |  me,  |  Chorus  —  come 
unto  me,  and  I  I  will  |  give  you 
I  rest.  I 

Duett.  3  Come  unto  I  me,  I  Chorus  —  take 
my  yoke  upon  you  |  and  |  learn 
I  of  me.  | 

Duett.  4  Come  unto  I  me,  J  Chorus  —  and  ye 
shall  find  |  rest  un-  |  to  your  | 
souls.  I 

Duett.  5  Come  unto  1  me,  I  Chorus  —  for  my 
yoke  is  easy,  I  and  my  I  burden 
I  light.  3    A- 1  men.  | 


57 


Psalm  li. 


854 


1  Have  mercy  upon  me,  0  God,  according 
to  thy  loving-kindness ; 
According  to  the  multitude  of  thy  Under 

mercies, 
Blot  |  out '  •  my  trans-  I  gressions.  I 
I  2  Wash  me  thoroughly  from  mine  iniqui- 
ties, 
And  |  cleanse  me  |  from  my  |  sin.  | 

3  For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions, 
And  my  sin  is  |  ever  "  "  be-  |  fore  me.  II 

4  Against  thee,  thee  only,  have  I  sinned, 
And  dono  this  |  evil  |  in  thy  |  sight,  J 


SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 


203 


I  Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  0  God  ; 
And  renew  a  right  |  spirit  '  '  with-  |  in 
me.  5 

6  Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence ; 
And  take  not  thy  |  Holy  |  Spirit  |  from 

me.  9 

7  Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  thy  salvation; 
And  uphold  me  with  I  thy  free  I  Spirit.  I 

8  Then  will  I  teach  transgressors  thy  ways. 
And  sinners  shall  be  con-  |  verted  I  unto 

I  thee.  1  Amen.  || 


58 


Psalm  xc. 


854 


1  Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place 
In  I  all "  •  gene- 1  rations.  1 

2  Before    the    mountains    were    brought 

forth. 
Or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and 

the  world, 
Even  from  everlasting  to  ever-  |  lasting, 

|  thou  art  God.  3 


3  Thou  turnest  man  to  destruction; 

And    sayest,   Return,   ye  |   children    of 
men.  | 

4  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight 
Are  but  as  yesterday  when  it  is  past. 
And  |  as  a  1  watch  '  '  in  the  I  night,  i 

5  Thou  carriest  them  away  as  with  a  flood, 
They  are  as  a  sleep  ; 

In  the  morning  they  are  like  grass  which 
I  groweth  |  up.  I 

6  In  the  morning  it  flourisheth.  and  grow- 

eth up ; 
In  the  evening  it  is  cut  |  down,  cut  |  down, 
and  |  withereth.  fl 

7  Who  knoweth  the  power  of  thine  aneer? 
Even  according  to  thy  fear;  |  so  *  •  is  thy 

I  wrath.  \ 

8  So  teach  us  to  number  our  days. 

That  we  may  ap-  |  ply  our  |  hearts"  *  unto 
I  wisdom.  | 


INDEX  OF  FIRST   LINES. 


Abba,  Father,  we  approach  thee 79} 

Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the Lyte 594 

A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King Watts 363 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone Topladv 556 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll +.Bonar 987 

Again  returns  the  day  of  holy  rest Mason 43 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  ligbt Mrs.  Barbauld 41 

Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man Watts 317 

Ah!  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart Anna  Steele 830 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed Watts 228 

Alas !  what  hourly  dangers  rise Anna  Steele 719 

All  glory,  worship,  thanks,  and  praise Gerhardt 195 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name Perronet 271 

All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord Luther 194 

All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt Bonar 424 

All  things  are  ready  — Come Midlane 837 

Almighty  Father,  bless  the  word .' 82 

Amazing  grace!  how  sweet  the  sound Newton 543 

Amazing  sight !  the  Saviour  stands 369 

Am  I  asoldier  of  the  cross Watts 703 

Am  I  called,  and  can  it  be Gray 392 

A  mind  at  perfect  peace  with  God Bonar 496 

A  mother  may  forgetful  be 746 

And  can  I  yet  delay C.  Wesley 394 

And  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight Mrs.  A.  B.  Hyde 335 

And  didst  thou,  Jesus,  condescend 208 

And  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just Anna  Steele 223 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail C.  Wesley 925 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  havp Beddome 558 

And  must  this  body  die Watts 952 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year Simon  Browne 911 

And  now  the  solemn  deed  is  done S.  F.  Smith 808 

And  will  the  great,  eternal  God Doddridge 866 

And  will  the  Judge  descend Doddridge 962 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away T.  Scott 244 

Anothei  six  days'  work  is  done J.  Stennett 42 

A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world Bonar 200 

Apostles  of  the  risen  Christ,  go  forth Bonar 806 

Arise,  great  God,  and  let  thy  grace J.  Merrick 889 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise C.  Wesley 411 

Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers Watts 169 

Arise,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise Doddridge 646 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven Anna  Shepherd 853 

Around  thy  grave,  Lord  Jesus J.  G.  Deck 759 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake W.  Shruhsole 875 

As  flows  the  rapid  river S.  F.  Smith 918 

Ask  ye  what  great  thing  I  know Monsell 451 

Asleep  in  Jeeus!  blessed  sleep Mrs.  Mackay 948 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays Middleton 359 

Assembled  at  thv  great  command Collyer 886 


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A  throne  of  grace!  then  let  us  go Cobbin 580 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song Hammond 275 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound Occum 322 

Awake,  my  heait;  arise,  my  tongue Watts 528 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  sing Matthew  Bridget 272 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun Ken 86 

Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes Mrs.  liarbauld 710 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve Doddridge 711 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays Medley 555 

Awake,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring Needham 167 

Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears Watts 712 

Awake,  ye  saints,  awake E.  Scott  and  Cotlerill 45 

baptized  into  the  name Davis 774 

Beautiful  Zion,  built  above Beers 980 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne Watts 5 

Before  the  throne  of  God  above Cherrie  Smith 441 

Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near Newton 669 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme Watts 129 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door Grigg 379 

Behold  th'  amazing  sight Doddridge 224 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb Watts 273 

Behold  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay S.  Steiinett  and  Beddome 757 

Behold,  the  morning  sun Watts 735 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind £.  WtsUy 231 

Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb Fawcett 220 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone Watts 738 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace Newton 577 

Behold,  what  pity  touched  the  heart Watts 234 

Behold,  what  wondrous  grace Watts 521 

Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth Montgomery 16 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head Heber 922 

Be  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares Newton 657 

Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God Watts 113 

Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high Tate  and  Brady 20 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping Bonar 985 

Beyond  where  Kedron's  waters  flow S.  F.  Smith 217 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God Watts 166 

Blessed  Saviour,  thee  I  love Duffield 408 

Blest  are  the  men  whose  mercies  move Watts 649 

Blest  be  the  Father  and  his  love Watts 311 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds Fawcett 640 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires. Raffles 68 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart Mrs.  Barbauld 645 

Blest  morning,  whose  young  davming  rays Watts 246 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow C.  Wesley 365 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed J.  Conder 793 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here Swain 720 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning Heber 193 

Bright  King  of  glory !  dreadful  God Walts 174 

Bright  waa  the  guiding  star  that  led Miss  H.  Auber 192 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death Watts 633 

Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest Milman 946 

Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky Bancroft 943 

Brothers,  clasp  hands,  the  brief  moments 913 

Builder  of  mighty  worlds  on  worlds 868 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night Watts 321 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill Heber 848 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord George  Rawson 658 

Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish Collyer 950 

Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be McComb 431 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King Cennick 550 

Chosen  not  for  good  in  me McCheyne 471 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme Watts 454 

Christ  is  our  corner-stone Cfiandler 869 

Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground Windham 571 

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206  INDEX  OP  FIRST  LINES. 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day C.  Wesley 247 

Christ,  who  came  my  soul  to  save S.  D.  Phelps 763 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies ('.  Wesley 598 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light Beddome 295 

Come,  desire  of  nations C.  Wesley 997 

Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell Watts 83 

Come  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove Browne 300 

Come,  nappy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb Baldwin 755 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God Watts 178 

Come  hither.all  ye  weary  souls Watts 374 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come.    Let  thy Hart 303 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come.    With  energy Beddome 298 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine Dr.  A.  Judson 776 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove Watts 299 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord,  0  come Kelly 84C 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord.    Stranger Montgomery 838 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise Watts 23 

Come,  let  ufl  anew C.  Wesley 906 

Come,  let  us  join  our  clieertut  songs Watts 280 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above C.  Wesley 938 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes Watts 2 

Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not Bonar 998 

Come.  Lord,  in  mercy  come  again 816 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare Newton 590 

Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest Tr.bv  E.  Caswell 3t>4 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays Blacklock 36 

Come,  sinuer.  to  the  gospel  feast Huntingdon 336 

Come,  sound  nis  praise  abroad Watts 22 

Come,  thou  almighty  King C.  Wesley 309 

Come,  thou  fount  ot  every  blessing >... Bobinson 596 

Come  to  the  ark  come  to  the  ark 358 

Come  to  the  blood-stained  tree , 375 

Come,  weary  sinner,  in  whose  breast E.  Jones 371 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed Anna  Steele 376 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord Watts 503 

Come,  ye  disconsolate Moore  and  Hastings 587 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched Hart 370 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit Jonathan  Evans 81 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord George  Bnrder 140 

<  ome,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name Anna  Steele 180 

Come,  ye  who  love  the  Lord 8.  Stennett  and  J.  Campbell 259 

Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside Toplady 463 

Complete  in  thee,  no  work  of  mine 443 

Could  I  recall  the  buried  past 423 

Crowns  of  glory  ever  bright.- Kelly 482 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground Haweis 218 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust Montgomery 873 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders Newton 956 

Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear -Dale 9^9 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above • Watts 480 

Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat Anna  Steele 6,f 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul Anna  Steele 6, , 

Dear  Saviour,  prostrate  at  thy  feet S.  Stennett 360 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine Doddridge 608 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid Watts 935 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made Anna  Steele iS6 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record .„...„.Watte 227 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner 1.  Hastings 340 

Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be C.  Wesley 953 

Descend,  celestial  Dove J  Fellows 7,8 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep •• Beddome 653 

Didst  thou,  dear  Saviour,  suffer  shame. J<i»tes  Maxwell / 13 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord Hart 85 

Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed 884 


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Done  is  the  work  that  saves //.  Bohot 439 

Do  we  uot  know  that  solemn  word Walls 76y 

Down  to  the  sacred  wave &  F.  Smith 756 

Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations C.  F.,  in  Christian  Observer,  1864 894 


Early,  my  God,  without  delay Watts. 


60 


If, 

Earth  to  earth,  and  dust  to  dust Gurney 953 

Emptied  of  earth  I  fain  would  be Toplady 613 

Ere  earth's  foundations  yet  were  laid 13g 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms Miss  H.  Auber 916 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy Doddridge 899 

Eternal  Spirit  we  confess Watts 287 

Eternal  \\  isdom,  thee  we  praise Watts  145 

Etemitv  is  just  at  hand Anna  Steele 335 

Exalted  Jesus,  heavenly  King ^45 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  heavenly  bliss Turner  .   .  458 

Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven Hymn  Christ 459 

Faithful^  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are ^..Montgomery......  123 

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Far  as  thy  name  is  known Watts' 

Far  down  the  ages  now '.""" Bonar 

Far  from  my  heavenly  home ^................ Lyte 983 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone Z.Z.Z....Z Watt* 39 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night Anna  Steele 972 

Father, for  thy  promised  blessing "... .7.. '"""a ,  MuBanaZZ  820 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life Miss  A.  L.  Waring 606 

father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace Walls  481 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee C  Wesleu 402 

Father  of  all,  before  thy  throne '','.■ j  "jj  Hinto'H 652 

Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound Coover 312 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear „ ".' Beddnme 802 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love ZZZZmSSSZZZ  117 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  house Doddridge 804 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word Anna  Steele  725 

Father,  whatever  of  earthly  bliss .JZZZZaSZ  StSeZZ  M> 


Fear  not.  O  little  flock. 


747 


Finn  as  the  earth,  thy  gospel  stands Wniii" 

Follow  the  paths  of  Jesus 'c'BBiackall 701 

For  a  season  called  to  part u  K-    ]w„i q,2 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be "cwflij, in 

Forever  with  the  Lord ZZZ. Mot'itaomav 974 

For  mercies  countless  as  the  sands \W/n» <ufi 

Fountain  of  grace,  rich  full,  and  free .'.".'.'.'. newwn oto 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns S  Browne 73 

Friend  after  friend  departs ATantnnmmi <W7 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies ^^K 12 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 'iinir*n iii 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains ufhl **i 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high RawZ Si 

Frcm  thy  dear,  pierced  side                                                                             Bedded  ^9 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise Z!ZZZ.".'.'.\.BalS^.ZZ.  633 

Gently,  Lord,  oh  gentlv  lead  us iu9 

n;>-o  ....  +i,q  <!■•;,>. r°  /-,#■  i:,i,\.  *~  -^ •#••« «"- 

709 

111 

742 


Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise Watt*. 

Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above Watt* 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken ""  Newt™ 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father...  . New(on ££ 

252 

772 


Glory  to  God !  our  glad  lips  cry 

Glory  to  God,  whose  spirit  draws 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God.  this  night "."""."! Ken 

God  bless  our  native  land r"«""nw„n aoi 

God  calling  yet! -shall  I  not  hear Tersteeaei vn 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays                                                                   lentwZ^t-"'  221 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son Jm Be'ddo,tt> t>* 

God  is  love;  his  mercy  brightens " WjBaSSl w 

God  u  the  refuge  of  his  saints.                                                                 'r  J        watts  fiy 


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God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way Cowper 153 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope. Watts 506 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace c"  ..  Taylor 358 

God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer T.  Hastings 650 

God  ot  my  life,  through  all  my  days Doddridge 932 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call Cowper 656 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice Watts 87 

God  of  the  world,  thy  glories  shine ,s.  S.  Cutting Ill 

God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing Faber 697 

God's  holy  law  transgressed Beddome 350 

God,  the  Father,  high  in  glory 


God  with  us.O  glorious  name.    Let  it John  Kippon 175 

Go  and  tell  Jesus,  weary,  sin-sick  soul 855 

Go  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord Watts 800 

Go  preach  the  blest  salvation Sidney  Dyer 882 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane Montgomery 219 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime Montgomery 945 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth Mrs.  Simpson 579 

Go  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet Watts 176 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound Doddridge 536 

Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear Hammond 399 

Gracious  Saviour,  we  adore  thee S.  S.  Cutting 758 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  Divine John  Stocker 296 

Grant  the  abundance  of  the  sea „ 888 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear E.  Butcher 902 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings Watts 65 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou Watts 101 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim Watts 548 

Great  God,  now  condescend. Fellows 856 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth Thomas  Gibbons 870 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand Doddridge 904 

Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne 427 

Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise Watts 722 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God Watts 740 

Great  is  the  Lord !  what  tongue  can  frame Watts 147 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  grace Watts 315 

Great  King  of  saints,  enthroned  on  high Conder M0 

Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear Newton 74 

Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah W.  Williams 694 

Had  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside 429 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews Watts 643 

Hail,  happy  day,  thou  day  of  holy  rest Browne 49 

Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus Wingrove 467 

Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began Brewer 527 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise C.  Wesley 262 

Hail,  thou  long  expected  Jesus C.  Wesley 191 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed Montgomery 876 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day Bulfinch 48 

Hallelujah!  who  shall  part William  Dickinson 741 

Happy  the  church,  thou  sacred  plac Watts 743 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reig. Watts 644 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined C.  Wesley 749 

Hark,  my  soul!  it  is  the  Lord Cowper 486 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices Kelly 281 

Hark!  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes Doddridge 184 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing C.Wesley 188 

Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy Jonathan  Evans 236 

Hark !  what  mean  those  holy  voices Cawood 186 

Haste,  0  sinner,  now  be  wise T.  Scott 339 

Haste,  traveller,  haste,  the  night  comes  on Collyer 338 

Head  of  the  church  triumphant C.  Wesley 750 

Hear,  gracious  sovereign,  from  thy  throne Doddridge 819 

Hear,  O  sinner;  mercy  hails  you Reed 364 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims v...  Watts 947 

Heart  of  stone,  relent,  relent C.  Wesley 332 

He  dies!  the  friend  of  sinners  dies Watts  and  Wesley 242 


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He  leadeth  mo !  oh,  blessed  thought 693 

He  lives!  he  lives!  ami  sits  above Watts 263 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives Anna  Steele 265 

Here  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God Watts 415 

Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet ■&'.  Steunett 779 

Here,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God Montgomery 861 

Here,  0  ye  faithful,  see C.  H.  Spurgeon 770 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God Watts 110 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name Needham 132 

Holy  Bible!  book  diviue John  Burton 731 

Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry Bonar 314 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine Reed 302 

Holy,  holy  holy  Lord!    Be  thy 38 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  God  of  hosts B.  Manly,  Jr 133 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  God  of  hosts.    When Montgomery 134 

Holy  source  of  consolation 292 

Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high ^ Bathurst 3»i5 

Hosanua  to  the  Prince  of  light Watts 252 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet Watts 801 

How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine A.  C.  Coxe. 202 

How  blest  the  man  whose  cautious  feet „ Watts 617 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies Mrs.  BarbaulcL 929 

How.  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds Mrs.  Barbattld 647 

How  can  I  sink  with  sucli  a  prop Watts 368 

How  condescending  and  how  kind Watts 232 

How  charming  is  the  place 8.  Stennett 72 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear Watts 64 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord George  Keith 678 

How  gentle  God's  commands 661 

How  happy  's  every  child  of  grace G.  Wesley 489 

How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears Michael  Bruce 858 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state Hudson 490 

How  heavy  is  the  night Watts 318 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies Anna  Steele 291 

How  honored  is  the  place Watts 737 

How  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart Anna  Steele 829 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove Waits 446 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair Watts 70 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I Watts 66 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine Faivcett 729 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is Watts 390 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life Watts 920 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place Watts 782 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight Swain 641 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound. Sir  J.  Bowring 470 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds Newton 4*3 

How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord 67 

How  sweet  upon  this  sacred  day 3/Vs.  Follen 53 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours „ Newton 519 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below „ Watts 619 

Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation J.  Fawcett 753 

I  bless  the  Christ  of  God Bonar 554 

If  human  kindness  meets  return G.  T.  Noel 785 

If  I  must  die,  O  let  me  die Beddome 9M 

If  Jesus  be  ray  friend 4<»5 

If  life  in  sorrow  must  be  spent Madame  Guion 6.S6 

If  on  a  quiet  sea Toplady 665 

I  have  a  home  above 977 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say Bonar 507 

I  hear  the  words  of  love Bonar 499 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus Bonar 435 

I'll  bless  the  Lord,  I'll  bless  the  Lord 545 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath Watts 33 

I  love  thee,  0  my  God,  but  not Xavier 466 

I  love  the  Lord;  he  heard  my  cries Watts 462 

I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word Watts 732 

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210  INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord Dwight 637 

I  luve  to  see  the  Lord  below Watts 76 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away Mrs.  P.  H.  Brown......  93 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here Thomas  R.  Taylor 978 

Immersed  beneath  the  closing  wave George  Rawson 7S7 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord Watts 715 

I'm  thine,  0  Lord,  and  thine  alone 561 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways j  .Ryland 7  ; 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee Watts 103 

In  all  the  impotence  of  need ...,]]  444 

In  duties  and  in  sufferings  too Beddome......  206 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight Neivton 539 

Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see Anon 171 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory Sir  J.  Bowring 456 

In  vain  my  roving  thoughts  would  find Anna  Steele 617 

I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus 436 

I  see  the  crowd  in  Pilate's  hall Bonar 226 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away Watts 612 

I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God Watts 146 

I  stand  on  Zion's  mount 438 

Is  this  the  kind  return Watts 827 

It  is  finished;  shall  we  raise 238 

I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price Mason......  524 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord Walts 671 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep Bonar.  ..  .  547 

I  will  love  thee,  all  my  treasure Johann  Angelns 465 

I  worship  thee,  sweet  will  of  God Faber 692 

I  would  love  thee,  God  and  Father 464 

I  would  not  live  alway Muhlenburg 928 

Jehovah  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light Watts 152 

Jehovah  reigns;  his  throne  is  high Watts 154 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home David  Dickson 988 

Jerusalem,  the  golden John  Mason  Neale 975 

Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb Wesley 574 

Jeeus,  and  shall  it  ever  be Grigg  and  Francis 7ie 

Jesus,  delightful,  charming  name Beddome 478 

Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory Bakewell 276 

Jesus,  I  come  to  thee Beman 397 

Jeeus,  I  love  thy  charming  name Doddridge 485 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken Lyte 564 

Jesus,  in  thy  transporting  name Anna  Steele 270 

Jesus  invites  his  saints Watts 780 

Jesus  lives,  and  so  shall  1 266 

Jesus  lives!  henceforth  is  death C.  Gellert 256 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul C.  Wesley 413 

Jesus,  Master,  hear  me  now 795 

Jesus,  Master,  hear  my  cry Anna  Shipton 406 

Jesus,  merciful  and  mild 604 

Jesus,  mighty  King  in  Zion Fellows 752 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  has  gone Cennick 412 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all H.  Collins 475 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  all 400 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  'tis  sweet  to  rest 526 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace Doddridge 639 

Jesus,  seek  thy  wandering  sheep C.  Wesley 825 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun Watts 872 

Jesus,  spotless  Lamb  of  God J.  G.  Deck 570 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us Roswell  Park 783 

Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God Bonar 531 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee G.  Wesley 396 

Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen Palmer 472 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee E.  Caswell 509 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend Burnham..  ...  407 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts Ray  Palmer 504 

Jesus,  thou  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 842 

Jesus,  thou  source  of  calm  repose C.  Wesley 6§J> 


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Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me J.  Wesley 472 

Jesus,  thy  name  I  love 476 

Jesus,  thy  robe  of  righteousness John  Wesley 434 

Jesus,  to  thy  dear  arms  I  flee 852 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee G.  Wesley 79 

Jesus,  we  rest  iu  thee 610 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet L'owper 77 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  well Newton 688 

Jesus,  who  upon  the  tiee 559 

Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints  above Watts 642 

Join  all  the  glorious  names Watts 278 

Joyful  be  the  hours  to-day 497 

Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come Watts 183 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea Miss  C.  Elliott 408 

Just  aa  thou  art,  without  one  trace Cook 372 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things Watts 164 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake Newton 839 

Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong Watts 149 

King  of  kings  and  wilt  thou  deign 599 

Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation Lyte 520 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise L.  H.  Sigourney 695 

Lead  them,  my  God,  to  thee 854 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join Watts 734 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown Watts 532 

Let  every  creature  join Anna  Steele 11 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend Watts 366 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say Watts 664 

Let  sinners  take  their  course Watts 31 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue Newton 573 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake Doddridge 805 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord Watts 342 

Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart Sir  E.  Denny 995 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray Watt* 229 

Lo!  he  comes  with  clouds C.  Wesley  and  Cennick 958 

Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye .Anna  Steele 268 

Look,  ye  saints;— the  sight  is  glorious Kelly 284 

Lord,  at  thy  table  we  behold 8.  Stennett 786 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing Shirley 84 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost Montgomery 822 

Lord,  how  mysterious  are  thy  ways Anna  Steele 156 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was Watts 319 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine Davies 569 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  — conceived  in  sin Watts 316 

Lord,  I  approach  the  mercy-seat Newton 409 

Lord,  I  believe,  thy  power  I  own 46o 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go Newton 593 

Lord,  I  desire  to  live  as  one 609 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice Watts 730 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing lEliz.  Codner 825 

Lord,  I'm  oppressed;  oh,  undertake 404 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear Watts 58 

Lord,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace 815 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care R.  Baxter 685 

Lord,  I  would  come  to  thee....v 395 

Lord  Jesus,  are  we  one  with  thee 513 

Lord  Jesus  Christ,  my  life,  my  light Behemb 440 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went W.  Croswel 648 

Lord,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land , 892 

Lord,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand Anon 684 

Lord  of  Hosts,  how  bright,  how  fair Turner 71 

Lord  of  Hosts,  to  thee  we  raise Montgomery 863 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear Hastings 812 

Lord  of  the  realms  above 525 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above Watts 61 

Lord,  ahed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day Hart....  349 


212  INDEX  OF  FIRST  LTNKfi. 


Lord,  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land Watt* 897 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  aud  seen  me  through Watt* 104 

Lord,  thou  hast  won;  at  length  I  yield Newton 405 

Lord,  thou  who  art  enthroned  in  glory "'."'.'. '„  420 

Lord,  through  the  desert  drear 668 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs „ Watt* 157 

Lord,  we  are  thine,  hought  hy  thy  blood. 572 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now „ .Hammond. 78 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults WatU 170 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high Watt* 253 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray Wreford. 891 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord Watt* 19 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling C.  Wesley 603 

Lo !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears Watt* 996 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb Newton. 253 

May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high WatU 172 

Meekly  in  Jordan's  holy  stream S.  F.  Smith 775 

Mercy,  0  thou  Son  of  David Netclon 211 

Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven Watt* 630 

More  like  Jesus  would  I  be „ F.  Crosby 610 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone _ Allen. 562 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee S.  F.  Smith. 890 

My  days  are  glidiug  swiftly  by .. Kelson. 927 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord. WatU 203 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee Ray  Palmer 601 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love WatU 94 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art „ Faber 136 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name „ Anna  Steele 162 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray Mis*  C.  Elliott 688 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  varioui  praise „ WatU 32 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love. Watt* 616 

My  God,  my  portion  and  my  love WatU 514 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be „ „ WatU 615 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys Watt* 516 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise H.  More 135 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right „ Doddridge 563 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair William  Hunter 9»1 

My  heart  is  resting,  0  my  God - Mi**  A.  L.  Waring 500 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less. E.  Mote 414 

My  Maker  and  my  King Anna  Steele 567 

My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see Hutton 44 

My  precious  Lord,  for  thy  dear  name 484 

My  rest  is  in  heaven,  my  rest _ 679 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend Watts 529 

My  sins,  my  sins,  my  Saviour - Momell 222 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard. Heath. 704 

My  soul  complete  in  Jesus  stands ~ 789 

My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight „ Watt* 618 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise Watt* 119 

My  soul,  with  joy  attend - Doddridge 417 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands. - WatU 235 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee „ Mrs.  S.  F.  Adam* 600 

New  every'  morning  is  the  love _ Keble 90 

No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock Tate  and  Brady 155 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more „ Watts 425 

No  night  shall  be  in  heaven „ 973 

No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here. - C.  Wesley 964 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts Watts 791 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth Watt* 290 

Nothing  but  leaves,  the  Spirit  grieves ~ - 699 

Nothing  either  great  or  small - - Proctor 381 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men ~ WatU 196 

Not  to  ourselves  again 565 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord ~ WatU 739 


INDEX  OP  FIR6T  LINES.  213 

Not  what  I  am.  0  Lord,  but  what  thou  art Bonar 549 

Not  what  I  feel  or  do ....Bonar 426 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme Lanaford 541 

Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing Watts l«l 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise Watt* 277 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts Mason 97 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal Newton 908 

Now  Ihave  found  a  friend Henry  Hope 498 

Now,  in  parting,  Father,  bless  us 798 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time DobeU 346 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King Hemnbotham 724 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey Doddridge 267 

Now  that  the  sun  is  beaming  bright Ambrose 91 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song Watts 168 

Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know „ Watts 992 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme Watts 530 

Object  of  my  first  desire Toplady 393 

0  blessed  God!  to  thee  I  raise 3ft 

0  blessed  Jesus!  Lamb  of  God 2.9 

O  Christ,  our  King,  Creator,  L  rd Gregory 283 

0  Christ,  our  true  and  only  light Hermann 654 

0  Christ,  what  burdens  bowed  thy  head 442 

0  Christ,  what  consolation 241 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness Wordsworth 52 

O  dear  and  blessed  Jesus 846 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness W.  William's 878 

0  Father,  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven J.  W.  Wilhnarth 772 

0  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear Jlfr*.  Barhavld 55 

Oft  in  danger,  oft  in  woe H.  K.  White  and  Fanny  Maitland 717 

O  glorioiiB  God  of  grace 777 

0  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert C.  Wesley 965 

0  God,  my  strength,  my  hope C.  Wesley 636 

0  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call Watts 362 

0  God  of  our  salvation,  Lord 457 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past Walts 120 

0  God,  the  Father,  Christ,  the  Son „ 86ft 

Oholy,  holy  Lord 313 

0  holy  Lord,  our  God J.  Young 803 

Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they Watts 50! 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul.    His  grace Montgomery 28 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul.    Let  all Watts 125 

Oh,  bow  thine  ear,  eternal  One 864 

Oh,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day B.  Clearland 622 

Oh,  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth Medley 553 

Oh,  do  not  let  the  word  depart 348 

Oh  for  a  closer  walk  with  God Cowper 626 

Oh  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink Bathnrst 674 

Oh  for  a  heart-to  praise  my  God C.  Wesley 623 

Oh  for  an  overcoming  faith Watts 933 

Oh  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy Watts 261 

Oh  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing C.  Wesley 522 

Oh  for  the  death  of  those Montgomery 936 

Oh  for  the  robes  of  whiteness Bonar 984 

Oh,  hallowed  is  the  land  and  blest Wieszel 4 

Oh,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice Doddridge 7« 

Oh,  happy  day,  when  first  we  felt 50." 

Oh,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  jov Needham 534 

Oh,  how  happy  are  they G.  Wesley 491 

Oh.  how  I  love  thy  holy  law Watts 733 

Oh,  let  him  whose  sorrow 655 

Oh,  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still Sir  J.  Bowring 689 

Oh,  let  thy  sacred  word  impart 726 

Oh,  love,  beyond  the  reach  of  thought Conder 537 

Oh,  love  divine  !  oh,  matchless  grace K.  Tumtni 781 

Oh,  mean  may  seem  this  house  of  clay 120 


214  INDEX  OP  FIRST  LINES. 


Oh,  praise  ye  the  Lord!  prepare Tate, varied « 

Oh,  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way Anon 706 

Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong 813 

Oh  that  I  knew  the  secret  place Watts 595 

Oh  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone C.  Wesley 354 

Oh  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways Watts 635 

Oh,  turn,  great  ruler  of  ttie  skies 625 

Oh  turn  ye,  oh  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die 383 

Oh,  wake  our  hearts,  in  gladness  sing Krattth 190 

Oh,  what  amazing  words  of  grace Medley 373 

Oh,  where  is  he  that  trod  the  sea T.  T.  Lynch 210 

Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found Montgomery 328 

Oh,  wondrous,  vast,  surpassing  lore 137 

Oh,  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above Sir  R.  Grant 21 

0  Jesus,  in  this  solemn  hour Collyer 811 

O  Jesus,  King  most  wonderful Bernard 487 

0  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace Chandler 92 

0  Jesus!  sweet  the  tears  I  shed Palmer 240 

O  joyful  day!  O  glorious  hour 251 

O  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love Fellows 765 

O  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet Mrs.  T. 651 

O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content Madame  Guion 105 

O  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be J.  Anstice 681 

O  Lord,  our  strength  and  righteousness , 680 

O  Lord,  thou  art  my  Lord Beddomr 557 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart J.  F.  Obeilin 624 

0  Lord,  thy  love's  unbounded 474 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive Plurbe  H.  Brown 818 

0  Lord  when  we  the  path  retrace 199 

O  L»ve,  beyond  the  reach  of  thought Conder 537 

0  Love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art C.  Wesley 469 

O  Love  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 675 

0  Love,  how  deep,  how  broad,  how  high Neale 285 

0  love  of  God,  how  strong  and  true Bonar 143 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day Watts 89 

Once  more  we  meet  to  pray 835 

One  sweetly,  solemn  thought Phoebe  Gary 924 

One  there  is  above  all  others Newton 7% 

On  Jordan's  banks,  the  Baptist's  cry Coffin 197 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand S.  Slennett 986 

On  thee,  O  Lord,  our  God,  we  call 895 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing Kelly 879 

O  Paradise  eternal Thomas  Davis 967 

O  praise  our  great  and  gracious  God Miss  H.  Aubei- 511 

O  sacred  head,  now  wounded Gerhardt 225 

O  Saviour,  welcome  to  my  heart 566 

O  Saviour,  who  for  man  has  trod 260 

O  sinner,  why  so  thoughtless  grown Watts  alfd  by  Rippon 327 

O  spotless  Lamb  of  God,  in  thee 139 

O  thou  my  life,  my  light,  my  joy Montgomery 159 

O  thou,  my  soul,  forget  no  more Krishna  Pal 784 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer John  Burton 301 

O  thou  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith Toplady 401 

O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry Watts 361 

0  thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  friend 437 

O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow Tate  and  Brady 107 

O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight C.  Wesley 575 

O  thou  who  in  Jordan  didst  bow  thy  meek  head Bethune 773 

Our  country's  voice  is  pleading Mrs.  G.  W.  Anderson 883 

Our  Father,  God.  who  art  in  heaven Dr.  A.  Judson IS 

Ou»  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thy  name 17 

Our  helper,  God,  we  bless  thy  name Doddridge 907 

Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave Dr.  A.Judson 760 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 642 

Our  times  are  in  thy  hand Wm.  F.  Lloyd 659 

©  wondrous  type,  0  vision  fair Neale 207 

Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed Bakewell 790 


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Pass  me  not,  0  gentle  Saviour 834 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moau Shirley 3S4 

People  of  the  living  God Montgomery 841 

Pilgrim,  rejoice !  for  the  mantle  of  sin 847 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine 8.  F.  Smith 751 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair Watts 182 

Poor,  weak,  and  worthless  though  I  am Newton 418 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings Ken 1 

Praise  God.  ye  gladdening  smiles  of  morn Anna  Sliipton 7 

Praise,  Lord,  for  thee  in  Zion  waits Lyte 25 

Praise,  oh,  praise  our  God  and  King Baker 903 

Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show Lyte 26 

Praise  the  Lord;  ye  KeavenB  adore  him 9 

Praise  the  Redeemer,  almighty  to  save Groser 250 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise Mrs.  Barbanld 898 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator Fawcett 34 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  let  praise  employ Anna  Steele 13 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  I  my  heart  shall  join Watts 37 

Praises  to  him  whose  love  has  given Bonar 310 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man Beddome 581 

Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice Montgomery 583 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire Montgomery 582 

Purer  yet,  and  purer 607 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs Watts 551 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers L.  Laitrenti 993 

Rejoice!  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  prai  e 523 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern Fawcett 859 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound Doddridge 905 

Repent!  the  voice  celestial  cries Doddridge 334 

Return,  my  soul,  and  sweetly  rest Latrobe 128 

Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return Collyer 836 

Revive  thy  work,  0  Lord A.  Midlane 817 

Ride  on  !  ride  on  in  majesty Mihnan 212 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings R.  Seagrave 990 

Rise,  0  my  soul,  pursue  the  path Needham 708 

Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep 670 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me Toplady 416 

Safely  through  another  week Newton 57 

Salvation !  on,  the  joyful  sound Watts 538 

Saved  ourselves  by  Jesus'  blood Kelly 814 

Saviour,  bless  thy  word  to  all Kellv 63 

Saviour,  happy  should  I  be 494' 

Saviour,  I  think  upon  that  hour 221 

Saviour,  I  thy  word  believe Toplady 605 

Saviour,  like  a  Shepherd  lead  us 850 

Saviour,  visit  thyjplantation Newton 824 

Saviour,  who  thy  nock  art  feeding Muhlenberg 857 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand Doddridge 843 

See  the  ransomed  millions  6tand J.  Conder 991 

Servant  of  God,  well  done Montgomery 942 

Shall  hymns  of  grateful  love James  T.  Cummins 24 

Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 914 

Shall  we  go  on  to  sin Watts 627 

Show  pity.  Lord!  O  Lord,  forgive Watts 351 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time Hervev 154 

Sing,  O  heavens!  0  earth,  rejoice Monsetl 243 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name Watts 35 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  6leep Onierdonk 343 

Sinner,  what  hast  thou  to  show Mrt.  Tonna 331 

Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die Wesley 329 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message Allen 333 


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Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely ,8.  F.  Smith 

So  fades  the  lov«ly,  blooming  flower Anna  Steele 949 

Softly  faded  the  twilight  ray , , ,„.., , , 8,  F,  Smith 54 


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Softly  now  the  light  of  day Doane 95 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise C.  Weslei/ 71* 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express Watt* 634 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sail   Montgomery 27 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant C.  Weslei/ 591 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say Walt* 450 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  ari.-e Baptist,  Magazine,  18K> 871 

Sovereign  grace  o'er  sin  abounding Kent 552 

Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  power 874 

Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all Raffles 355 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed Montgomery 698 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer A.  Reed 867 

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Spirit  of  everlasting  grace /. Bonar. 

Spirit  of  holiness,  descend S.  F.  Smith. 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord Montgomery 14 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  l'ears Watts 714 

Stand  up !  stand  up  tor  Jesus Duffield 707 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay C.  Wesley 293 

Still,  still  with  thee,  when  purple Mrs.  Stowe......  586 

Still  will  we  trust,  though  earth „ 673 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait Watts 631 

Stretched  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies .bum  Steele 23c 

Sun  of  my  soul !  thou  Saviour  dear Keble 96 

Surely  Christ,  thy  griefs  hath  borne Toplady 388 

Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows Newton 355 

Sweet  feast  of  loA-e  divine 799 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer 578 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace Watts 124 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King Watts 59 

Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord Lyte 69 

Sweet  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh 926 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing Mien  and  Shirley 488 

Sweet  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt Newton 518 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 900 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King G.  Herbert 696 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days Watts 919 

Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 453 

Thanksgiving  and  the  voice  of  melody Miss  A.  L.  Waring 910 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come Watts 961 

Th'  atoning  work  is  done Kelly 264 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high Cowper 676 

The  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind „ Beddome 2*9 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day Walter  Scott 959 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name Watts 917 

The  God  of  harvest  praise Montgomery 90j 

The  happy  morn  is  come Haweis 215 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned T.  Kelly 492 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord Watts 721 

The  Holy  Ghost  is  here Spnrgeon 294 

The  hour  of  my  departure 's  come Michael  Bruce 930 

The  Lord!  how  wondrous  are  his  ways Watts 118 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes 823 

The  Lord  is  great!  ye  hosts  of  heaven,  adore  him 8 

The  Lord  is  King!  lift  up  thy  voice Conder 150 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed Kelly 257 

The  Lord  is  risen,— oh,  what  joy 254 

The  Lord  Jehovah  calls Doddridge 347 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns Watts 148 

Th©  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare Addison 165 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is Watts 163 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light Walt* 80 

The  Lord  of  glory,  moved  by  love 177 

The  Lord  our  God  is  King Davis 2s6 

The  Lord  will  come;  the  earth  shall  cjuake Heber 955 

The  Master  is  coming,  he  calleth  for  thee Mrs.  Baxter 831 

The  morning  light  is  breaking S.  F.  Smith S8fl 


INDEX  OF    FIRST    LINES.  217 

The  pity  of  the  Lord Watts 126 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love Watt* 44S 

The  promises  I  sing „ Doddridge 131 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined „ C.  Wesley 189 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood Coteper 410 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands Watts 979 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen Anon 971 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight Watts 966 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear 482 

There  is  a  realm  where  Jesus  reigns 851 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace W.  B  Tappan 969 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest W.  B.  Tappau 976 

There  is  none  other  name  than  thine 479 

There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth K.  Roberts 477 

There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too  light Grewdson  and  Kenned)/ 589 

There's  not  a  bird  with  lonely  nest Noel 116 

The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray Hastings 705 

The  Saviour  calls;  let  every  ear Anna  Steele 378 

The  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die Medley 255 

The  Saviour!  oh,  what  endless  charms Anna  Steele 179 

These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fad<" Doddridge 970 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high „ Addison 144 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts Onderdonh 386 

The  starry  firmament  on  high Addison 723 

The  swift  declining  day Doddridge 345 

The  voice  office  grace  cries,  escape Richard  Burdsall 368 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love Doddridge 56 

Thine  forever!  God  of  love Maude 560 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore Hart 130 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made Watts 51 

This  rite  our  blest  Redeemer  gave S.  D.  Phelps 754 

This  world  would  be  a  wilderness Beddonte 515 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave Heher 944 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God Watts 629 

Thou  art,  0  Christ,  the  way Smith 214 

Thou  art,  O  Lord,  my  hiding-place 433 

Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord 432 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone Doane 215 

Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus J.  E.  Giles 768 

Thou  know'st  me.  Lord;  'tis  thine  to  view 108 

Thou  Lord  of  all  above Beddome 356 

Thou  Lord  of  all,  on  earth  hast  dwelt Tregelles 249 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart Anna  Steele 597 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life Tate  and  Brady 127 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same Tate  and  Bradv 100 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God Watts 921 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path H.  K.  White 954 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on Watts 98 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess Gibbon* 114 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  the  sinner's  hope 122 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord .'. Bonar 6<»1 

Thy  way,  0  Lord,  is  in  the  sea Farccetl 687 

Thy  will  bedoue!    In  devious  ways Sir  J.  Bowring 690 

Thy  works,  not  mine,  O  Christ Bonar 422 

Till  he  come,  — oh,  let  the  words Bickemteth 999 

Time  is  winging  us  away j.  Burton 92H 

Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know Newton 632 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come Watts 667 

'Tis  done,  — th'  important  act  is  done s.  F.  Smith 809 

'Tis  faith  supports  my  feeble  soul Beddome 112 

'Tis  finished !  so  the  Saviour  cried 5.  stennett 237 

'Tis  God,  the  Spirit,  leads Montgomery 288 

Tis  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow ir.  b.  Tappan 216 

'Tis  not  that  I  did  choose  thee j,  Conder  540 

Jig  religion  that  can  give Mary  Masters..'...'.  508 

To  Calv'ry,  Lord,  in  spirit  now Denny 788 

To  Christ  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue s.  Stennett 173 


218  INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls 330 

To-day  the  Saviour  rose 246 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son 1000 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes Watt* 161 

To  him  who  loved  the  souls  of  men ■ Watt* 797 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine Doddridge......  344 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name Anna  Steele 794 

To  thee,  0  dear,  dear  Saviour Monsell 602 

To  thee  this  temple  we  devote J.  R.  Scott 865 

To  the  name  of  God  on  high Bonar 306 

To  thy  temple  we  repair Montgomery 75 

Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne Hillhouse 398 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb Watts 941 

Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men Watts 320 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu C.  Wesley 611 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord W.  F.  Lloyd 682 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will Beddome 155 

Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound C.  Wesley 960 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night Sir  J.  Boiaring 989 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name Montgomery 807 

We  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 887 

We  come,  we  come,  with  loud  acclaim 844 

Weeping  saint,  no  longer  mourn 233 

We  give  immortal  praise Watts 307 

Welcome,  delightful  morn Hayward 47 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest Watts 46 

Welcome  to  me  the  darkest  night 660 

Welcome,  welcome,  sinner,  here J.  Conder 382 

We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod Mrs.  Barbauld 205 

What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 213 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring Watts 274 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 198 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page Coicper 727 

What  means  this  eager,  anxious  throng 849 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God Watts 102 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do Watts 387 

What  sinners  value  I  resign Watts 614 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet Cowper 585 

When  all  thy  mercies.O  my  God Addison 115 

When  as  returns  this  solemn  day Mrs.  Barbauld 50 

When  at  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I  bend Lyte 403 

When  downward  to  the  darksome  tomb 957 

When  first  o'erwhelmed  with  sin 419 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view R.  Grant 204 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name Watts 502 

Wben  I  can  read  my  title  clear Watts 988 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross Watts 787 

683 
544 


When  languor  and  disease  invade Toplady. 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain H.  K.  White., 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief. Watts 666 

When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form Sir  J.  E.  Smith 209 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death Addison 325 

When  shall  we  meet  again Alaric  A.  Watts 915 

When  sins  anil  fears  prevailing  rise AnnaSteele 457 

When  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies W.  Shrttbsole 8f 

When  tbe  worn  spirit  wants  repose Edmeston 40 

When  this  passing  world  is  done McCheyne 533 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge C.  Wesley 963 

When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled S.  F.  Smith 324 

When  time  seems  short,  and  death  is  near Bethune 428 

Where  can  we  hide,  or  whither  fly 106 

While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thine 8.  F.  Smith 771 

While  life  prolongs  ite  precious  light Dwight 337 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flockB  by  night , Tate  and  Brady 185 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES.  219 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power Minn  U.  M.  Williams 29 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun Newton 909 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array Montgomery 968 

Who  can  forbear  to  sing ..Strain 833 

Who  trusts  in  God,  a  strong  abode 445 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends Watts 940 

Why,  0  God.  thy  people  spurn 896 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die Watts 931 

Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren?  come,  let  us  arise Hopkins 832 

Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  caree Doddridge 323 

Wilt  thou  not  visit  me 826 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue Watts 121 

With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh C.  Elven 352 

With  guilt  oppressed,  bowed  down  with  sin 353 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day Lyte 62 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace Watts 269 

With  my  substance  I  will  honor B.  Francis 576 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around Mtis  C.  Elliott 377 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament S.  Slennett 628 

With  willing  hearts  we  tread S.  F.  Smith 761 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming „ 700 

Work,  for  time  is  flying «. 702 

Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God Hammond 455 

Ye  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim 877 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu Anna  Steele 621 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God Anna  Steele 109 

Ye  men  and  angels,  witness  now Beddome 764 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice Watts 3 

Ye  servants  of  God.  your  Master  proclaim C.  Wesley 10 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord Doddridge 994 

Yes,  for  me,  for  me,  he  careth Bonar 493 

Yes,  he  is  mine !  and  naught  of  earthly  things Lyte 512 

Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord Dwight 341 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee 8.  F.  Smith 885 

Yes,  thou  art  mine,  my  blessed  Lord H.  G.  G 461 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fearB Beddome 449 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join Watts 15 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor .. Anva  Steel* 367 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints .. Toplady 663 

Zion  staids  with  hills  surrounded _ Kelly 748 

Zion.  the  marvellous  story  be  tolling „ ....^Muhlenbttri.....  187 


INDEX    OF    SELECTIONS    FOK 
CHANTING,   ETC. 


Note.  — The  Selections  fob  Chanting,  etc.,  commence  at  page  189  of  this  book. 

NUMBER. 

As  the  o'erwearied  hart a „ 23 

Behold  the  Lamb  (0  thou  for  sinners  slain) 24 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 41 

Bless  the  Lord,  0  my  soul  (Psalm  ciii) 54 

Blest  is  the  hour 3 

"  Brother,  on  the  troubled  deep  "  (Be  not  afraid) 36 

Come  unto  me 56 

Come  ye  disconsolate 47 

Create  in  me  a  clean  heart 46 

Father,  from  thy  throne  (Evening  Prayer) 48 

From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit 40 

Give  thanks  to  Jehovah  (Psalm  cv,  Revised  Version) 10 

Give  to  Jehovah  (Psalm  xxix.  Revised  Version) „ 12 

Glory  be  to  God  (Gloria  in  Excelsis) 1 

Glory  be  to  the  Father  (Gloria  Patri) 52 

Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power  (Gloria) 51 

God  be  merciful  unto  us  (P6alm  lxvii) 5 

God  is  our  refuge  (Psalm  xlvi) 15 

Have  mercy  upon  me  (Psalm  li) 57 

He  is  despised  and  rejected  of  men 18 

He  knelt,  the  Saviour  knelt 29 

Holy,  holy  Lord  God 7 

Holy  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth  (Sanctus) 45 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 49 

"Is  this  the  way,  my  Father?"  (The  Guiding  Hand) 28 

I  will  lift  my  eyes  (Psalm  cxxi,  Revised  Version) 14 

Just  as  I  am 32 

"  Land  ahead,"  its  fruits  (Safe  within  the  vail) 50 

Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  (Psalm  xc) 58 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 43 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 22 

Nothing  to  do! '. 35 

No  time  to  pray ! 37 

220 


INDEX  OF  SELECTIONS  FOR  CHANTING. 


0  Father,  Lord  of  earth  aud  heaveoi  (Baptismal) „ 33 

Oh,  be  joyful  in  the  Lord  (Jubilate) m 4 

Oh  couie,  let  us  sing  (Psalm  xcv) 53 

Oh,  give  thanks  uuto  the  Lord  (Psalm  cxxxvi) 8 

Oh,  what  is  life .. 26 

Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  fouud 19 

Oh,  worship  the  Lord 44 

0  Lord,  I  have  heard  thy  speech  (Prayer  of  Habakkuk,— chap,  iii) 17 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 21 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks. „ 25 

0  thou  who  dry'st  the  mourner's  tear „ 27 

Our  Father  who  art  in  heaven  (Lord's  Prayer) 16 

Out  of  the  depths  (Psalm  cxxx) „ „ „ 11 

Out  on  an  ocean  all  (Homeward  Bound) „ 34 

Return,  0  wanderer $5 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river 42 

The  earth  is  Jehovah's  (Psalm  xxiv,  Revised  Version) 13 

The  land  beyond  the  sea 30 

The  leaves  around  me  falling „ 20 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  (Psalm  xxiii) 6 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  (Heavenly  Rest) 31 

This  is  my  Bible 39 

Thy  word  is  a  lamp  unto  (Psalm  cxix) 9 

We  praise  thee,  0  God  (Te  Deum  Laudamus) 2 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around 3* 


